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“Coffee for four, hot chocolate for one,” Keir answered, the kid nodding and rushing off immediately. Keir continued to wait until the drinks were brought in and we were finally left in silence.
“It was likely the Lachs,” Killian explained softly, “but don’t speak much of it here. We don’t want anyone panicking until we figure out who’s missing.”
“Fair,” I said with a sigh. “But I still don’t get why my shop. Well, I guess we haven’t been a secret,” I reasoned on my own, letting out a huff of annoyance.
“Exactly. Anyone who was trailing us likely saw you,” Keir agreed.
“That explains the shooter,” Dani said, and all three guys promptly dropped their forks, turning to her.
“Excuse me?” Kyrell asked evenly, the tic in his jaw giving away the truth beneath his calm exterior.
“Someone shot at us this morning. I didn’t want to mention it in front of the cops, plus, it’s not unusual for me. At first, I assumed Eros had sent them, but this one was different than the others,” I said quickly, shoving a ridiculously big bite of French toast into my mouth to buy myself time.
“Hold on. Your grandfather has been sending people into our city to try and kill you?” Keir clarified, his icy tone sending a shiver down my spine that nearly cracked my facade. “And you didn’t think to mention it?”
“Keir… I’m from a Family of my own. It wasn’t exactly out of the ordinary or a big deal. I kill them, and he sends cleanup; if he didn’t, you’d know about them already,” I explained, bracing for their reaction. There is no amount of French toast in the world that can get me out of this one.
“We’re coming back to that, Baby Girl. Let me just assure you that you aren’t off the hook about that little detail. But back to the current issue- whoever followed you today. How do you know they weren’t his?” Kyrell asked.
“Eros lives for power, right? He tends to attract the kind of followers who want the same. Each month, his lackeys taunt me. I’ve been threatened with rape, torture, you name it. They always talk, always taunt, always make themselves known. I know they’re there before they fire the warning shot, and this time it wasn’t like that. They were stealthier. Dani noticed them first, and they gave up the chase pretty quickly. And it was just before the police arrived, so I’m guessing they were working with whoever did the store’s damage. They probably heard the alarm, so they fled before they got us,” I explained. The vein in Keir’s neck was bulging so badly at this point, I half-expected it to explode.
“When I find out which one sent them, I’ll score the flesh from their bones.” His warning was issued through gritted teeth, his hand gripping his glass so hard it shattered, re-creating the incident from their apartment. This time, someone rushed in, cleaning it up and tending to his hand without a word. When the mess was taken care of, he was handed a new glass, and the waiter ran out.
“This city is ours,” Killian said finally, breaking the silence. “How dare he.”
“I’ve told you a bit about me, but not much. You don’t even know the half of what Eros is capable of,” I explained, the words just slipping out. “Hell, you don’t know half of what he’s put me through.”
“I can attest to that,” Dani added angrily, smashing her fork into her food.
“Does this explain those scars?” Killian asked, and I flinched. He was the only one who’d seen me fully naked so far. Most of my encounters with the triplets hadn’t required me to get fully undressed; they were far too impatient for that. It was generally a quick fuck bent over a table, held against the wall, or being ordered to my knees. We hadn’t found the time yet to spend the night together. Either I refused to stay the night with them, needing my own space, or they were pulled away for Family business.
“Yes,” I said, Dani meeting my eyes with a knowing look of her own. She’d had many of the same experiences, though it always seemed the worst and most challenging tests had always been saved for me.
“Looks like we need to discuss a few things tonight. You guys can stay with us,” Killian said, giving me a warning look. I nodded, knowing it would be useless to argue over this.
“What about my shop?”
“We can have a car take you there tomorrow,” Keir said, “along with a detail.”
“Will they be discreet? I won’t have them scaring off what few customers I’ll have after this,” I challenged. If their security detail meant I’d lose the ability to run my shop, things were going to get difficult between us. I was not sacrificing any part of the life I’d built unless it was absolutely necessary, and I wasn't convinced we were at that level yet.
“Maybe,” Keir said, giving nothing else and effectively shutting down the conversation at the same time. “Eat.”
“Yes, sir,” I mumbled, his eyes flashing to mine with a hint of heat, but I wasn’t about to poke the beast right now. Keir didn’t handle tension well, and either someone would die today, or my pussy would be wrecked. Or both.
“We need to do a sweep of the city for that shooter,” Kyrell mumbled, already typing away on his phone. It was going to be an interesting day, one I definitely hadn’t prepared for when leaving the house.
Welcome back to the mafia.
Killian
“Is she asleep?” Ky asked as I walked back into the room. It had been a long day of getting our teams assembled and our men on the streets keeping an eye out for the Lachs. We had finally called it quits for the night over a late dinner. After a long shower, Sana had settled in Ky’s bed for the night and fell asleep before I could even put on my own sweats. I couldn’t even blame her after the bullshit day she had.
“Yeah, out like a light,” I said, dropping onto the couch and taking the glass Keir held out.
“I’m fed up with all these attempts on her life; we have to fucking do something,” he said. “But I don’t fucking know what. She’s too damn independent.”
“So don’t tell her,” Ky suggested, looking pained. “We can put up cameras.”
