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Jude scrolled though his phone with one hand, the other still pushing me to the floor. “Tut, tut. That’s not how a leader behaves.”
Gritting my teeth, I huffed between breaths. “I’m not officially the boss yet.”
And then it sank in. I wasn’t the boss yet. Either of my brothers could do the job.
It doesn’t have to beme.
Gabriel raised a brow at my comment. “That’s only a formality at this point.”
A formality we could change.
“But it’s not final yet.”
Jude groaned. “Whatever is going on in that big brain of yours, I don’t like it.”
I’d had enough. “This would be the point where you let me up,” I growled.
Having a conversation with both of my brothers shortening my air supply wasn’t exactly comfortable. They’d both been working out, judging by their weight and strength. A year ago, they’d have barely been able to hold me down.
“You calm? Or are you going to run after her as soon as we let go?” Gabriel asked, the doubt in his voice obvious.
“I’m not motherfucking calm. My brothers are sitting on me. The only woman I’ve ever loved and aren’t related to now thinks I’m worth less than the dirt on her shoes. And I have to marry a stranger who I have zero interest in.”
I was breathing heavy at the end of my rant, but surprisingly, they stood up. Gabriel held out his hand, and I took it, only to pull him to me and put him in a headlock. “Don’t ever stop me from doing something that’s important to me again.”
Gabriel huffed. “Relax. How would I know she means so much to you? You’re locked up tighter than a nun’s legs.”
“What do we do now?” Jude had his knife out, flipping it in his hand. He’d had plenty of accidents when he was younger, the knife embedding itself in his hand many times. But in the end, he came out a master with the blade, his aim true and his confidence unshakeable.
Gabriel coughed once I released him, then clapped me on the back. Ignoring my glare, he righted his suit. “Now we sort out the mess Liam has gotten himself in.”
“You’ve done quite enough. I’m going to sort out my own mess.” And I already had a plan.
Jude caught his knife and put it back in its sheath. “We can help.”
“Good. Because I need you to do something for me.”
Gabriel stepped up. “Anything.”
I was hoping he’d say that.
“Great. Then you’ll be at the ceremony tonight, becoming the new head of the Olysses family.”
All movement ceased, quite a feat for Jude, who always fidgeted.
Two sets of familiar eyes stared at me, both of my brothers speechless for once in their lives. I was tempted to take a picture. It would make a great addition to the photo wall in the beach house.
“Did you hit your head too hard on the floor?” Gabriel asked.
“Did we cut off your oxygen for too long?” Jude inquired at the same time.
Walking to my office, I motioned for them to follow. “Quite the opposite. For the first time in a while, I’m thinking clearly.”
Jude’s eyes bulged, and he looked like he’d burst a few blood vessels. “You better pack your bags and hope Dad won’t find you wherever you decide to hide.”
“Have you lost your mind? I can’t be the boss,” Gabriel spluttered, his face going an interesting shade of red.
“You’ve been by my side since day one. You know the business inside out. You know what to do. And if you stopped screwing around, you’d be an excellent leader.”
