“Does she have any idea what you’ve done for her?” He asks as I pull dry clothes from the dresser.
“No,” I mutter.
“We lost men,” he shouts.
My gaze snaps to his. “You think I take that lightly? I never wanted anyone to die other than my fucking enemies,” I yell.
His gray eyes go wide. “They’re her enemies, Nico.”
Silence falls between us.
“The first time I laid eyes on Serenity, I knew I was done for.” My brows lower. “Her enemies are my enemies,” I roar.
He inches closer. “The hardest thing I ever had to do is hide the truth about you from the world. No one other than your grandfather knew you were on your deathbed.”
I palm his shoulder. “Thank you for your loyalty, Miff. After the wedding, I’ll come clean to Serenity about the wars. And that I almost died,” I choke out.
He visibly swallows and nods.
“Tell Reacher he’s in charge today. Go home. Be with Lasheia”
“She knows what she signed up for. I can wait until the war is over to see her,” he adds.
“Send her to one of the safe houses. Spend time with her now. You of all people know we’re not promised tomorrow.”
“Yeah,” He sighs before storming out of the bedroom.
Miff is overprotective. Takes his job very seriously. He deserves to have happiness, too.
Once I’m wearing dry clothes, I touch base with my house staff, then make my way toward my personal salon that will double as a tailor shop.
“Hey little brother,” Nick says, biting into an apple.
“What’s up, big bro?”
“Kinsley’s upstairs talking to Serenity.”
I arch a brow. “Not sure how well that’s going to go over. Serenity might feel like a trapped bird.”
“She needs to talk to a woman who’s been through hell and back. It will help.” He hooks an arm around my neck.
“Little brother, you’ve been carrying a burden alone. You never had to. I’m always here for you.”
My brother came to Natalia, and me and told us we were going to war over Kinsley. We had a discussion, and we went to war. When it came to my wars, I didn’t go to my siblings.
“This is my fight. For my woman,” I grit out.
He halts his steps. “I’m not asking anymore, Nico. As the boss of this family, I’m in.”
Nick’s the older mafia boss between us, so he’s trying to include himself.
My brows lower. “You’re pulling rank now?”
“Yes.”
“Tell me everything before the wedding.”
I blow out a breath. “Fine.”
