Absolute Obedience Ch 1 Novels & Stories

“That is all that matters. I will do whatever it takes.” I felt a chill run through me. Those words sounded too familiar. Victor had said something similar on our wedding night when he explained the rules of our marriage. Do whatever it takes. Control at all costs. I watched Damien as he turned back to the screens reviewing footage of burning warehouses and fleeing men. His shoulders were tense but his face showed no emotion. The father who had delivered our daughter in a freezing warehouse with trembling hands now ordered destruction with steady calm. The seduction of power had begun to claim him just as it had claimed Victor.

And she’d risked everything to help her escape. With a shaky breath, Rhea opened the book. Academy Regulations – Initiate Handbook For distribution to new arrivals at the prestigous Alpha Training Acdemy. The first few pages were yellowed and smudged, ink faded but legible. She squinted, lips moving silently as she read: Rule One: Obey the Chain of Command. Initiates are subject to the authority of senior students, instructors, and Alpha-class recruits. Failure to comply results in disciplinary measures.

It was a stark reminder of the power I held, a demonstration that disobedience would be met with swift and deadly retribution. Slowly, I regained my composure, my gaze sweeping across the room, lingering on each face, as if daring anyone else to challenge my authority. The message was clear: in my realm, disobedience and insolence would not be tolerated. With a steely resolve, I resumed my seat, my eyes fixed on Abebi. She stood there, an embodiment of loyalty and strength, her presence commanding respect. In her, I saw the future of my empire, a force to be reckoned with.

Instead, she was struck by anticipation but she tried to dismiss it. She can't see him so she's clueless on what these man will do next. Her senses sharpened. Not long after, she felt the bed sag along with the man's heavy breathing. What is he up to? "About that guy, did you let him touch you here?" She gasped when she felt him touch her boobs. She's about to beat herself up when she felt her boobies little crown, erect. She didn't know if it had been like that before. The man's lips went down to her neck but instead of avoiding it, her traitor body tilted its neck give more freedom and way for him. The man is slightly biting while planting kisses on her. She would have liked to stop him fr

She is trying to assert dominance, the little minx. “I like it, but that won’t work on me, kitten! You may be Alpha and I follow you willingly, but in the bedroom, I am in charge, you got that princess?” I rasp. “Yes, Drake!” She breathes heavily. Her obedience goes right to my cock. I throb against her hand. I grab her wrist firmly as I guide her up the hallway. A guest room door opens and Meloria’s voice slithers out sickly sweet “OH, Drakoniis! You probably shouldn’t play your sex games in the common areas when father is here!”

"Fine. You're in." My team stared at me, their eyes wide. My tone turned to ice. "But let's be clear. You are not teammates. You are assets," I said, my voice dropping to a deadly whisper. "Expendable ones. Understood?" "Of course!" Chloe agreed instantly, terrified I might change my mind. "We'll follow every order!" Liam nodded vigorously. "We'll be obedient." Obedient. An Alpha, using a word like 'obedient.' How ironic.

And when his fingers brushed her skin, it was like lightning traveled up her arm and bloomed under her skin. She gasped, and he leaned closer—close enough for her to feel the low rumble of his voice against her cheek. “Lesson one,” he whispered. “Obedience doesn’t mean silence. I want to hear every sound you make.” He didn’t move. Not right away. His hand was still wrapped around her wrist, firm but not painful. His voice had dropped to something low, almost reverent—as though she were something sacred he had no right to defile, yet couldn't help but reach for.

"That in The Order, obedience is not selective. It does not clock out at night. It isn't deferred by night dreams." I swallowed. "So you wake me to make a point?" "Yes," he told me quietly. "And you will do as I tell you because I'm in charge here. And when I tell you to come, where and when it is, you will come. That's what you signed up for." The air pulsed around us with the authority of his words. And I, God preserve my soul, I didn't protest. He stared at me. "You can still refuse,but remember, every offense has a penalty."

“This is the first lesson. When I tell you to do something, you do it. Understand?” She nodded quickly, voice breaking. “Yes. I understand.” He stopped at the end of the bed again, arms crossed over his muscular chest. “You’re going to wait for my first demand. It could come tonight. It could come tomorrow. Whenever I decide and when it does, you will not argue. You will not make excuses. You will obey like the woman in that video you were watching.” Rebecca’s lips trembled. More tears slipped down, she could still taste the faint salt from her own fingers on her skin. The laptop screen had gone dark, but the memory of what she had been watching burned in her mind.

I lower my head, I'm sobbing now. "I love you Abijah, I never wanted you afraid of me, I only need your obedience," he says persuasively. "Then teach me." I whisper. Wait what the hell am I saying?! But his voice and countenance changed to a more darker, colder tone, "And I Will Have It! No matter what you WILL OBEY ME ABIJAH! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!"