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I can hear Nikolai trying to not laugh through the phone. “I understand,Pahkan. I’ll get to it.”
I need to make sure all my shipments are not delayed again. Our gun inventory declined after the shit with Gideon. Before having a wife and kid, I would have killed them all, and spit on negotiation, but I have so much to lose now. The weight Ivan had to carry has been pushed onto me like a punishment. I didn’t understand why he put his family over us, and I know now that I would put Reyna and Prince over the Bratva without a second thought. It’s never been like this before. I’m aPahkanto be feared, and that hasn’t changed, but now, I’m a boss with a weakness that could bring my empire to its knees.
The phone rings, and it’s Reyna. “Awake,zhena?”
She inhaled and exhales as if she were half asleep, “Barely.” She giggles. “Prince is holding me captive in his bed.” She whispers.
“Oh?” I chuckled. “The prince has captured the queen.”
She laughs through the phone. “My king, please save me with a box of baked goods. It’s the only way.” She frantically whispers.
I looked out of the window and noticed a car following along that was not mine. “Is that the only way?” I continue the conversation with vigilant eyes.
“A shopping spree would be nice.” She suggests.
I smile at my wife’s answer. “Soon.” I answer. “I have to go, Reyna. I’ll see you later on.” I hung up the phone soon after.
“Pahkan, there’s a car following behind. It’s that cop again.” My driver says.
I rub my head out of annoyance. “Is he brainless or obsessed?” I say to myself.
“What would you like us to do?” He asks.
“Let the pig follow if he must.” Let’s see how long the pig can keep up.
I’m not the only spider willing to hurt the fly. I have a sit down withCasa Rossa. These Italians have some deal with the Irish, and I need that to cease.
When I get to a busy club, I go into the back room. Romero, the boss, sits down at the table. “The Irish, and you have some truce right now, right?”
He scoffs and eyes me with his green eyes. “What is it to you?”
“They are too weak to hold any benefits to you. I guess that is the benefit. Isn’t it?” I scoffed, myself.
“And you imply we should drop the truce with the Irish and start one with you? Why make a truce with an enemy like you?” He’s known to be a serious guy. His face was stoic, and he didn’t show any signs of amusement.
“Less blood loss. We fight constantly and we have no winners. You and I have one thing in common that the Irish don’t right now.”
He intertwined his fingers curiously. “And what is that?”
“We are fathers and husbands. We are just trying to make as much money as we can. If we share the ports and stick to the territories we have, the Irish will be long gone from New York. More territories for us and then after that, it’s fair game.” I explain.
Romero closes his eyes, lost in thought. “Fine, truce then. I’m a man of my word and I expect you to be a man of yours. I’d hate for us to drown in more blood than before.”
“I agree.” I glare.
The deal is solidified, and we excuse ourselves. I see in the corner of the club, Rowan is still following me. To a person who doesn’t have people trying to kill him twenty-for-seven, he would blend into the crowd easily.
I treat him like the insect that he is and just go about my day. I went to a few bakeries to see what they had available. Reyna is not picky about pastries and pieces of bread. As I go through the last shop, my men sit at the door and watch Rowan. He just keeps following me like an idiot stalker.
Then finally he remembers where his balls are and walks up to them. “This is a crowded place. You can’t do anything to me here,” Rowan says with his hand seemly on a hidden gun.
“How are you, Rowan? Work keeping you busy?” My side remark pisses him off.
“What did you say to her?!” He shouts, alarming everyone around him. “She wants to get a divorce. First my job, now my wife?”
“You seem to have a lot of misplaced aggression. You should talk to someone about that. Besides, if Maeve wanted to divorce you, try winning her back instead of whining.” I yawn, “Speaking of,mywife is waiting for me.”
I try to walk past him, and he grabs my shoulder. My men go to grab him, but I signal them to not touch him.
