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“Stop Kronos.” Hypnos interrupts me.
“All right, one of you tell me what's going on,” Ayres demands.
Hypnos sighs, pulls his jacket off, and then unbuttons his sleeve, rolling it up. A bright redPis on his forearm.
I can’t stand to look at his arm. It’s too painful to know I didn’t stop our father from harming him. With a heavy sigh, I tell him, "He branded Hypnos in a fit of rage, and he was going to kill me. I had enough and shot him. Don’t worry, I took care of everything and made a call to his secretary, Ms. Camillo, and told her he would be out of the country on vacation. I’m pretty sure she will love that; he’s always been a bastard toward her.”
Hypnos laughs. “We did more than make a call, tell Ayres the whole truth. No point in denying anything now.”
Ayres looks between us, calculating and pondering on what happened.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I chuckle. It’s a wicked laugh because I plan on doing some dirty shit to that woman. “Yeah, alright, so we went to the office and met her. She’s so fucking hot. I’m going to get a piece of that.”
Hypnos rolls his eyes and shakes his head. “No, you aren’t. Now leave it alone, Kronos. Besides, her daughter doesn’t need you to swoop in and fuck with her life. We got better things to do.”
Ayres closes his eyes for a moment, and I believe the pain is getting to be too much for him. “Enough already guys. How did you take care of our father, Kronos?”
I think about what I did, and a gleeful feeling runs through my body. “I threw his ass in the woodchipper and burned every single piece of evidence. Including his house, his barn, and his fucking land.”
Goddamn, it was a beautiful sight.
Chapter Six
Kronos: Age Twenty-Seven
Ittookalmosttwoyears for me and my brothers to take down all the men in my father’s crew. Once we did that, we built the empire back up. Hypnos and I run the legitimate side of our business. Ayres has taken over most of the underground business, but I still oversee everything. I did the exact opposite of what Ayres’s mother wanted of me. Of course, I knew I would. It’s a knife to my heart to know that night set me on a path of destruction, but I’d rather it be me that takes the heavy hits, not my brothers.
We put aside our hunt for Haydes as we carved our names in stone and taught everyone in Timberland not to fuck with us. It’s been a long, hard road, but tonight is my birthday. I’m going out with Ayres as Hypnos takes care of some business. He told me he would give me my present when I got home. He was cryptic as hell, and I am hoping my present is Dove Camillo. She left work a few days ago and hasn’t been back.
The chase, I love it. Usually once I catch who I’m chasing, I kill them. With Dove, it would be different. The fucking shit I’d do to her body. Mm. I’m so fucking hard thinking about what she would sound like under me. She’d never want to leave my side. Although, I’m not sure what I’d do with a kid. It’s not like I have any damn experience with them.
“Bro, get your head in the game. Two hot chicks to our left, headed this way.” Ayres slaps my arm and gives me a smirk. He’s always trying to find the next pussy to conquer.
“Can you not think with your dick for two seconds? I want to drink my drink and maybe dance to two songs. Then we need to get the fuck out of this club. We shouldn’t be shitting where we get paid, you know?”
Ayres has the club scene on lock, but he has so much growing up to do. Sometimes I forget he’s only twenty-two years old.
Before he can reply or I get any angrier, the girls sway up to our table. “Hey there.” The blonde haired chick runs her hand up my arm, and I almost growl. I hate being touched when I didn’t make the initial contact.
“Hi.” The other chick is already in Ayres’s lap. Fuck, he works fast. Or the girl is a damn prostitute. Not that I give a shit.
The chick in my lap looks at me, and I can tell she’s drunk and high. “Why don’t we get out of here?” she tries to whisper, but it ends up being so loud, people look at us. I’ve had more than two drinks and shouldn’t drive. Ayres gets up with the girl wrapped around him. He staggers but looks back at me.
“Come on, birthday boy.”
The girl in my arms smiles at me.Fuck, what is her name?“Yeah, come on. I’ll give you head in the car.”
Screw it. It’s my birthday and I have the fucking right to let loose. As soon as I walk outside, the night air hits me, causing me to have an apprehensive feeling. I ignore it. No way in hell am I going to let my brother drive. He’s on the ground by the car, the girl on his lap, fucking him.
“God dammit, Ayres, couldn’t you have waited to at least get the bitch in the car?” My tone comes out slurred with a hard edge to it. The girl in my arms licks my ear and I tremble with anticipation of what’s about to happen.
My hard on insists I get my ass in the car, so that’s what I do. I deposit the girl into the seat next to mine as Ayres climbs into the backseat.
“Nice car,” the girl says, and I wonder if she’s really a prostitute and my brothers decided to play a joke on me. Instead of asking about it, I hit the gas and zoom down the back roads until I hit the highway.
“Happy birthday, baby,” the drunk ass girl in the passenger seat says. I cringe each time she talks. Why does it always have to be the ones that are annoying that catch my attention? The car goes barreling down the highway. She strokes my thigh as Ayres has his tongue deep down the other woman’s throat. The moans are loud, but I don’t pay attention to the noise. No, I look at the girl, the one whose name I can’t remember, and tell her, “Get your dirty mouth on my cock, right now.”
She doesn’t move fast enough, so I pull her head toward me as she takes her seat belt off. I laugh at the fact that it was so easy to pick up a free pussy. Her hands unzip my jeans and my hard cock thanks her by springing out between the zipper teeth. She takes me in her mouth, and before I know it, she has me down her throat—balls deep. Damn, if I were one to keep girls around, I’d keep her to give me head when I need it. That is, if I could handle her squeaky ass voice.
