Chapter 10 #3
“The twins have him in the barn. We kicked the construction crew out,” Tangaloa informed me. “Thought this was more important and worth the delay.”
Bacon’s eyes narrowed. “Did he hurt her?”
I shook my head. “He touched her arm and yanked her backwards.”
“And she is pregnant?” Bacon slid the pregnancy test Rory had dropped earlier when I’d tackled him to the floor across the table towards me.
I picked it up, staring down at the two little lines. “She is.” I did not declare or reaffirm who the father was, and the next person who asked would lose their tongue.
My son or daughter would never question who they belonged to just because some judgmental prick couldn’t keep his mouth shut.
Bacon stood and clasped my shoulder. “Congrats, Prez.”
I nodded once. “Lu deserves that more than me.”
“I’ll be sure to tell her when I see her next,” Bacon said.
I looked to my brother. I didn’t expect the same reception from him, nor did I ask him if he was okay. That was his business, and he’d come to me if he wanted to talk. Until then, the subject would remain unspoken between us.
Tangaloa stood. “Let’s get this over with so you can return to your wahine.”
The three of us walked out together. I slid the pregnancy test into the same pocket as my phone in my shorts.
The old barn was several yards away from my house, with the expansion extending it out the back.
I did not want it any closer to my house, but still in easy walking distance.
The telltale Tyvek construction lining covered the entire exterior of the building.
The old sliding doors had been removed and were currently being stored elsewhere.
My father had built them, so they would be coming back once the new siding and roof were completed.
Motorcycles lined the grass that would soon become a parking lot.
With only being two months in since joining Jameson’s motley crew, we’d done a lot, but there was still so much that needed to be completed.
I needed to double my efforts into finding Nishi, and not just so Lu would marry me sooner.
I’d been so preoccupied that I hadn’t been staying on top of it as much as I should.
No doubt Neo was, and I was of no help when it came to a computer, but I should still be able to do something.
Rory’s news that there were Bloody Scorpions on Mauī was good news, though he would no longer be part of the mission to find out where they were holed up like rats. I would still be sending Spirit, but he would need different backup now.
The closer we got to the back of the barn, the quieter things became. I exchanged a look with Bacon and Tangaloa. Others were lining the hallway looking in on the room that would one day become our interrogation space, though Lu kept calling it the Torture Area. It was a more literal translation.
I heard whimpering from within, and assumed the twins were doing something to Rory because they were the only members not present outside the room. As soon as I turned the corner, though, I froze in my tracks.
The twins were inside all right, but they were not the ones causing Rory to whimper.
They were standing in identical relaxed postures, watching as Holly stood over Rory with a knife to his throat. The man was nearly a foot taller than her, yet he was unbound and completely at her mercy.
Bacon chuckled low from behind me. “Little Owl.”
Holly did not look up at her man. “He touched her without her permission, Sir!”
It wasn’t hatred in Holly’s voice as I expected, but pain.
I recalled Bacon telling me the night I’d asked him to watch Kensi and Nadia that he’d murdered the man who’d hurt Holly in unimaginable ways.
I could imagine. I chose not to because it wasn’t my business.
But that pain? It was confirmation of what I had already guessed.
Holly had been raped, and Bacon had made the man pay the ultimate penance.
Holly pressed the knife deeper into Rory’s throat. “No woman should ever have to know the fear of a man’s touch, Sir!”
Bacon stepped forward carefully. “You’re right,” he said gently, coaxing. “But Lu’s fine, and Paniolo is here to make Rory pay for what he did. You need to allow him that honor. You got your revenge, let him have his.”
Holly looked up at me, but there weren’t tears in her eyes. It was more like cool calculation. Finally, she removed the blade from Rory’s throat and kicked him forward. He fell limp to the ground, making me wonder how else she’d hurt him.
She walked past Bacon and came right up to me. Flipping the blade around, she offered it to me. “They say he didn’t hurt her. Only touched her. I’m grateful she’s okay but that shouldn’t lessen his punishment.”
I glanced at Bacon to see his reaction of his woman speaking to me so, but the fucker just looked amused. Looking back down at Holly, I accepted the knife from her. “Trust me, it won’t.”
Holly nodded once, before lowering her eyes, ducking her head, and walking out of the room. The others parted like the Red Sea in her wake.
Bacon went to follow. I wouldn’t make him stay for this, not when his woman clearly needed him. But I did stop him on his way out.
“The man who hurt her,” I asked, “did you make him suffer?”
“Men,” he informed me. “And I only got one of them. She got the rest.”
My eyebrows flew up. Well, I’ll be damned. I did not expect that answer, but it also explained a lot about Holly. I let go of his arm. “Good. Go see to your woman.”
Bacon glanced behind himself as Rory struggled to get to his feet. “Are you sure you don’t need me here?”
“The others need to see this. You don’t. Holly needs you right now.”
He nodded his thanks before heading out.
As Rory got upright, I noticed he was in only his boxers. His face was swollen and black and blue from my beating earlier. He was also missing a front tooth.
“Grab him,” I told the twins.
They moved in unison, one going to the right side and the other going left. They pinned Rory’s arms behind his back.
I looked to Tangaloa. “I need a tree stump, two U-clamps, screws, and a drill.”
He nodded once before hurrying off to get my shopping list. It shouldn’t be too hard for him to find everything, especially in a construction zone.
“Lu already told me everything, and I know what I saw,” I told Rory. “Now you tell me your side.”
Instead, he gathered up a wad of bloody spit and hocked it at my bare feet. “She deserves better than you,” he gasped out in such a way that it made me think I’d broken a rib.
I wasn’t about to argue or point out that Lu had a say in our relationship too. Or she did so long as that say didn’t involve walking out again.
“Neo,” I called behind me, my eyes never leaving Rory’s. “See if my mirror uploaded yet.”
Tangaloa and Tommy came grunting inside, rolling a large tree stump on its side. I stepped out of their way. It would completely destroy my manly credibility if I started hopping and dancing around because they rolled it over my toes.
Neo brought over their laptop, placing it on the now upright stump. As Tangaloa left to go get the rest of the things I needed, I had Neo set up the computer so it was facing Rory. The twins lowered him to his knees before the laptop.
“Just press the Spacebar whenever you’re ready,” Neo said, stepping back out of the room.
Rory’s eyes were transfixed on the picture. I walked behind him to look at the computer screen over his shoulder.
I wasn’t as visible on the screen as Lu was, but one could still make out the side of my face. She was completely naked, laid out flat over me with her legs spread wide by my thighs. Her pussy was on full display.
I leaned over, putting my mouth close to his ear. “That’s my cock inside her. Do you see it? Not ten minutes after you tell her you’re in love with her and offer to take her away from here, she’s lying spread on my bed with my cock inside her. My woman, my cock, my baby.”
Rory’s breathing heightened as he stared, but otherwise there was no reaction from him.
I reached around him to press the Spacebar as Neo had instructed. The image on the laptop changed slightly as the next image took its place. Lu wasn’t moving much, but I was. My hips and my cock changed position with each still.
The mirror above my bed had a camera feature.
It was likely designed for influencers or models to easily be able to take their own pictures, but it worked for my purposes too.
Though I didn’t have a recording set up in my bedroom, I still wanted pictures of Lu.
I didn’t use it every time we had sex, but enough that I definitely got its money’s worth.
Picture after picture showed Lu and I in the throes of passion, my hand around her throat.
I stopped the slideshow by closing the computer screen when I flipped Lu over onto her belly and fucked her to her second orgasm.
Rory couldn’t see her anymore, and I had no desire to stare at my ass for the remaining pictures.
Neo came forward to collect their laptop as Tangaloa waited patiently with the rest of my supplies.
“Nothing to say?” I asked Rory. I walked over to where his pile of clothes were, spotting his cut.
I picked it up and brought it back over to him.
“I gave you a chance.” I laid the cut over the stump, the Royal Bastard’s bearded skull and crown staring back at Rory accusingly.
“For Aaleah, I let you into my club, even knowing your feelings for my wahine. And this is how you pay me back for my generosity? By trying to steal my wahine behind my back? By touching her?”
Rory’s nostrils flared. He turned his face towards me, though he still didn’t look at me. “I had to try. You’ve kept us separated since the moment you started this fucking club. I saw an opportunity and I took it.”
“That opportunity wasn’t yours to take,” I informed him. “She rejected you, and you still touched her. My wahine!” Standing, I headed towards Tangaloa. “And now you pay the price. Hold his hands out on the stump.”