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She grips the front of my shirt in a tight hold and stares directly into my eyes. “I’ll agree to this only if you are the one to train her. I trust no one else with our daughter's safety except for you and me.” My smile is wide but she isn’t done laying down the law. “You keep her safe, do you hear me. Anything happens to her, Gage, and I’ll show you how us Russians hide a body and get away with murder.” Laughter bubbles out of me.
“Baby, you know it makes me hard when you go all Russian Bratva on me.” She rolls her eyes and tries to pull away but I capture her lips in a kiss to remind her I fucking own every inch of her, and there is no me without her by my side.
“You girls don’t have to do this.” I draw back at the sound of Ally’s plea. I spin Anya around so her back is to my chest and my arms are draped over her shoulders. I thrust my hips forward and relish in the gasp that escapes her when she feels my hard cock push into her lower back.
“Your aunt is right, let’s stop this,” Car tries to reason with the girls, but they ignore her. Vin and King step up to each of their daughters and speak in hushed tones. I look to Ally and Carlina and find them both glaring at their husbands until King and Vin switch, both their faces slacken at the sight. I watch as Vincent begins to mimic a fighter throwing a punch, King bounces on the spot as he says something to Chanel.
Kiara comes to stand beside us and I smile down at my sister-in-law. We have a crazy past and a weird relationship. I know that it used to bother Bish but nowadays, he is content and knows she only loves him.
“Not into this, princess?” I ask.
Her shoulders deflate and she shakes her head. “No. I hate the divide between the kids. Destiny, Nytress and Unique have all clicked and love the hell out of each other. Havoc, Chaos, Sin and Royal are thicker than water. Then Meelz is on her own and I hate that.” I’ve never paid much attention to the dynamics of the kids but now that she has pointed it out, I can't help but notice what she says is true—there really is a huge divide.
“That’s because the three younger ones have no idea about this life… Those four thirst for the power this family name brings,” my wife states. “Amelia has always been different from the others.” Both Kiara and I frown as we follow Anya’s gaze to the twins and Royal who all crowd in around Chanel while Vin and King step back, leaving Amelia on her own. “See, they may not show it but the four of them are a closed unit because they are intimidated by Meelz's strength to branch out and want something different for herself than what she was born into.”
“Why do I suddenly feel like I have done my son a disservice now?” Kiara mutters. Anya pulls out of my hold and turns to face her sister-in-law, clasping her hands in her own.
“You raised that boy to be the man he was meant to be,” my wife says with such conviction that pride swells in my chest. “Royal is who he is meant to be. He will honor his father’s legacy better than Bishop could have ever hoped.”
“But they fight so much and never seem to see eye to eye.”
“Kiara, they are cut from the same cloth. That is always going to happen and there isn't a thing you can do about it. Bishop is used to everyone following his orders and fearing him. Shit, even his own brother’s bow down to him.” I bristle at her barb but remain silent because she isn’t wrong. “Royal doesn’t adhere to the same set of rules as everyone else. He is a Don in the making and whether Bishop likes it or not, his son will become his successor and take over this family, then lead it into the next generation. You raised the future king, be proud of that.” Her words seem to hit their mark and have Kiara smiling. I see some of the tension from a moment ago bleed away to gratefulness that she did a good job raising her son.
“You have three rounds–” Our attention is drawn to the center of the yard at the sound of Rook’s voice.
“I only need one,” Chanel grits out. Amelia just shakes her head and grips the hem of her shirt and pulls it over her head so she stands in her sports bra and spandex shorts. Chanel is dressed the same. But my eyes zero in on the tattoo on Amelia’s ribs,Η ελευθερ?α ε?ναι δικ? μου.I have no idea what it means. I can tell it’s Greek. I look to King to see his eyes narrowing, he had no idea his daughter had a tattoo either.
“Right, well, let’s just remember that we are family and that—” Rook doesn’t get a chance to finish before Chanel is charging Amelia. I tense, waiting for Chanel’s jab to make contact, but it doesn't. Meelz ducks down and swipes her leg out causing Chanel to land face first into the grass. Amelia, smirks down at her cousin who glares up at her. Sin hates losing and we all know that. She kicks up and lands on her feet. Amelia stands still and keeps her hands at her sides. I eye her and the way she stands still and unmoving, an easy target if you will, but I know her fighting tactics. I trained all of these kids along with my brothers, Amelia has clearly been training somewhere else and that doesn’t sit well with me.
Chanel charges her cousin going in for the easy hit, except at the last second Meelz throws up a block and then it’s all on. The girls circle each other trading blow for blow, some make contact and some don’t. Chanel switches it up when she kicks out and lands a hard blow to Meelz’s side, causing her to cry out in pain. Her guard drops, Chanel sees her opening and uses it to her advantage as she lands a left hook to Amelia’s face. She stumbles backward, clutching her side hunched over. Chanel allows her a moment to breathe through the pain.
“End it, now,” Royal calls from the side.
“Take the left flank and switch to a X,Y combo!” Knight shouts. All of us turn to him, my mouth dropping open in shock. I knew it! He’s been training Amelia without us knowing. Meelz nods at him, then straightens. She closes her eyes for a second and inhales. Chanel comes at her and I tense thinking she is about to get knocked out. Meelz eyes snap open at the last second and she reels back just as Chanel’s fist skates past her face.
A whoosh of air escapes me, that hit would have caused damage if it had landed. Meelz bounces from her right foot to the left and ducks down landing a solid quick six jabs to her cousin's sternum. Sin whines in pain as she stumbles backward. Meelz gives her a chance to recover, then she pounces, landing two kicks to her left side before following up with a jab, hook, jab combo to Sin’s face, then goes in with a kill combo.
She lands another two hits to her left flank, forcing Chanel to drop her guard and cover her side. Then the blow comes, her arm is cocked back ready to deliver a knockout hit. Chanel’s eyes are wide, she knows she is about to be put to sleep but before Amelia’s fist makes contact she freezes a millimeter away from her cousin's face breathing hard. We all gasp at the sight, Sin’s eyes are scrunched shut as she waits. It takes a second for her to slowly open her eyes and the sight of Meelz’s fist suspended right in front of her face has her eyes widening in surprise.
“The four of you have always doubted me and my loyalty to this family. That shit stops now,” Amelia growls as she drops her arm back to her side and steps back. Royal, Havoc and Chaos rush over to Sin and help her stand upright before they all look to Amelia with angry looks on their faces. “I may not want to murder and sell guns for a living, but that doesn’t mean that I won’t do what needs to be done for this family. I am quiet and I do want out of this life but that doesn’t mean I can’t hold my own should I be kidnapped,” she snarls as she looks at Royal. “You forget, I have trained longer than all of you and know more about this lifestyle than any of you, so, the next time you want to come for me, remember this moment, because next time, I won’t stop.” She doesn’t wait for a reply as she turns and storms inside. King and Ally chase after their daughter while we all stand here in shock.
“How many times have I told you that your cockiness is going to get you killed?” Vin snaps at his daughter, Chanel turns and glares at her father.
“Maybe if you hadn’t forced me to train elsewhere I would have learned that.” I’ve never seen Vincent get mad at my sister or his daughter, but right now, he can’t mask his anger to save his own ass.
“Because you are reckless!” he shouts. Car stands beside her husband looking at their daughter with a disapproving look. Fuck, I expected her to go off at Vin but the fact she seems just as pissed tells me my niece has fucked up before and still hasn’t learned from that mistake. “You don’t fight for the hell of it, you do it to survive! You just fought your cousin to prove a point when there wasn’t a point to be made, Chanel.”
“Yes, there was. She wants to turn her back on who we are and what we are. She doesn’t get to do that. We are blood and if she wasn’t family, she would know who the Memento–”
“Enough!” Royal cuts in forcing Chanel to clamp her mouth closed and stay silent. “This won’t happen again. We’ll fall into line and do what is asked of us. You have my word, Uncle Vin.” I spy Bishop across from me frowning at his son. If Royal thinks he’s slick trying to keep the other three quiet to hide whatever he is trying to keep hidden, then he is stupid. Bishop knows something is up and he won’t give up until he uncovers whatever it is they are hiding.
“Take your cousin inside and get her cleaned up, son,” Kiara says. The boys do as they are told and help Sin inside. The moment the back door closes behind them, we all huddle in close. The anger radiating off Vin can be felt by us all and it’s unnerving to see the old fucker so pissed.
“We find this fucker making threats and take them out, then we focus on whatever the fuck those four are up to. Royal is acting too fucking cocky, I want to know why,” Bish grits out. I cock my head to the side when I see him gnawing on his bottom lip. Koby elbows him in his side and I narrow my eyes when he flicks his gaze up to meet mine. A look of unease flickers through his eyes. I push through the center of this makeshift circle until I am standing in front of him. The bastard tries to square up for a fight but I scoff and shake my head.
“Calm down, asshole, if I wanted to beat your ass I know I have to go through your wife.” My jibe earns a laugh from Koby but he just snickers. “What do you know?”
“Nothing,” he bites out.
