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AIDAN
GENESIS - RUELLE
"You called them?"I muttered under my breath. "Or did Brennan?"
"Me." Conor’s mouth tightened. "You’re the leader, Aidan, but this ain’t all on you. Someone dared to believe that they could take our old man out without any retaliation.
"Our family needs to reassert dominance over the fucking city. New York needs reminding who owns it."
"You’re right."
"Thought you’d argue."
"No. It makes sense."
The valet looked like he was going to piss himself when I passed him the keys upon climbing out. Immediately, Brennan headed over to me as I left the guy to sort out my car.
"I didn’t say shit," he started, his tone instantly telling me he was taking the offensive.
I raised a hand. "Cool your jets, I know. Kid did."
"Kid’s here?" He peered over at the passenger side where Conor was just climbing out thanks to a car that had been driving past. "The fuck are you doing here? Since when do you get your hands dirty?"
From another man to a different brother, that would have been a jibe.
Not with Con.
Con got his hands plenty dirty—just rarely with blood.
"He wants to talk to the proprietress," I answered on his behalf.
"If you’d like to step this way, sirs," a smooth voice uttered from the doorway, interrupting our conversation, but I wasn’t too mad about that.
I didn’t want to be seen discussing business outside of Queens of Heart, anyway.
At this time of the morning, there was little to no line so, as we peered under the canopy, we were greeted by a woman standing in the entrance wearing a goddamn French maid’s outfit.
Determining that I’d get Savvie in one of those ASAP, I turned to my brothers. "You know why we’re here?"
"Kid filled us in," Eoghan confirmed, his hands in his pockets as he looked me up and down. "You ain’t wearing a suit."
"Didn’t feel like wearing one."
He dropped a ‘huh’ at that.
Declan cleared his throat. "You rebelling, Aidan?"
I scowled at him. "Fuck off, Declan."
His lips twitched. "Okay, bro. Calm the fuck down."
As we stepped under the canopy and began trudging toward the front door, I countered, "Not like there’s anything to rebel against anymore."
That shut them the fuck up.
"You hate this shit," I said to Finn as we made it to the door.
"Plenty of shit I hate doing, doesn’t mean I don’t do it."
