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I closed my eyes briefly, enjoying the silence that was the night.
It didn’t last long as knocks started to rain against my door.
“Come,” I grunted, resting the glass on the table as my brothers walked into my office. Liam, my most trusted advisor and my cousin, followed behind them.
They slowly sat before me as Eli, my youngest brother began to speak.
“You’re getting married?”
“Yes,” I said finding no need to prolong the conversation.
“To Michael Flores’ sister?” Eli asked again as Silas, my brother, sat back in the leather chair, his foot crossed, amusement playing on his face.
He was quiet but deadly. The opposite of Eli.
Eli was more hot-headed than us both- a quality my father failed at beating out of him. I didn’t mind, particularly when I needed loud retaliation.
“Yes,” I said, again, bringing the glass back to my lips, already tired of this conversation.
“Why?” He asked, looking at Liam and Silas, almost like he couldn’t believe they were so calm about the news.
I stared at him, swirling the liquor in my glass, the soothing sound placating the demons shredding away at my soul.
Eli still looked at me, waiting for me to answer him.
“Mich-" Liam began to say as my brother flared his nose at my silence.
“Be quiet Liam,” I said, oddly calm, my voice sharper than the knife at my ankle.
I took another sip of the hot liquor before looking to him.
“If you had done your job right, the first time. I wouldn’t have to.”
He looked at me, a knowing look covering his features before he clenched his jaw and stormed out of the room.
“He’s like a fucking child,” I said, lowly, taking one last gulp of the coffee-like liquor.
Silas chuckled, “He’s still learning. We were like that when we were his age too.”
I grunted, walking to the bar to pour myself another drink.
“Why are you marrying the girl? There are other ways for us to get the name of his suppliers.”
“This way is less messy and leaves me with an ally.”
“How so?”
“He wants protection,” I said nursing another glass of liquor.
“For the girl?”
I nodded.
“From who?”
“The Banrovs.”
“What the hell did she do to those cocksuckers?”
