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“That’s it, I've had it. Since we have another thirty minutes to get to Patricks, we need to discuss Presley.” He shouts, gaining everyone's attention.

“Okay. The floor is yours, Rick.” I laugh and he huffs.

“Do you all have feelings for her? Is this a thing now?” He asks and I nod.

“Yep, it sure is. I don’t care if she’s with any of you. You’re my brothers, but that’s as far as it goes. No outsiders allowed.” I confess and he nods, turning to Axel.

“What about you baby bro?” Rick asks and Axel smiles. Welp. That's all you need to see to know how he feels.

“And what about the two of you up there? Casp?” He asks and I laugh.

“You know the answer already. Stop trying to fight it.” I say, but he holds his hand up.

“I haven’t hooked up with her, if that’s what you are asking, so lay off.” My twin replies, but I shake my head.Just give it time. He will be claiming her too. Mark my words.

“Harls, you got a thing for her too?” Rick asks and Harley nods.

“She’s embedded her way into our lives, but I haven’t fucked her.” He says, coming to a red light.

“So, we are all just going to share her and pass her around? Because I ain’t about it.” Rick says and I punch him in the shoulder.

“She’s not an object. We all like her, some more than others. Let’s just see where it goes. Chill the fuck out. I’m not asking you to climb into bed with me while I make her scream my name, so shut the fuck up.” I shout and he huffs.

“Fine, but no one else. I’ll fucking lose my shit if I see someone else touching her.” Rick admits and we all grunt in agreement, even my twin.

After finally coming to an understanding, we arrive at the pig farm. I meet up with Patrick, hand him a wad of cash with no questions asked, and we feed the pigs and burn the rest of the evidence.

Wiping sweat off my brow and climbing into the van, I lay back against the cold metal wall and close my eyes, hoping the journey home is quick. I just want to climb into bed and wrap my body around my Lil’ Mama, and maybe I’ll get lucky to hear her cum again.

A man can dream.

Chapter 26

Caspian

It’s been a few days since Presley killed Amber, and Harley will not let it go. I’ve been keeping a secret from my brothers, and if I don’t get this shit in check, it’s going to tear us apart. Or, in short; killed.

“Good evening, Mr. Cyprus. I didn’t expect you to come so quickly. I like that.” He says, sliding an envelope across the table. Sitting here in this fancy office, surrounded by the most lethal and connected men in the country, I show no fear or that I’m the weakest link in the room. I hold my head up high and hands steady as I open the envelope, looking at its contents.

“Like I said in the email, you fulfill this order and your secrets will be burned. No one will ever know what you did. If you disobey, we won’t just come for your brothers, we will come for what they love most, and from where we sit, that’s little Ms.Hart. As a matter of fact, she would make a great addition to our club, or maybe we need a new puppet to train. Hmmm.” He says and I nod, keeping a straight face, never letting the enemy know how much their words piss me the fuck off.

“I won’t disappoint you. It will be done on time, and in full.” I reply and they nod.

“You are dismissed, son. See you soon.” He says as I get up from the seat and shake his hand, leaving the office.

Walking to the elevators, I look at the secretary and wink as the door swings open. I step in and press the button for the main floor, letting the doors close. Releasing out the breath I was holding, I lean my head against the backboard, wondering how the fuck I’m going to do what they are asking me to do and not put Presley in more danger. I should’ve never got in bed with The Aces.

What the fuck was I thinking? The most powerful Mobster and Cartel Leader, who are the fathers of Dario and Spade, sent me out on a job to keep my secrets in check. The one secret that can rip my family apart. This has been going on for years, and I want out. This is supposed to be my last job but I don’t trust them and there’s no one I can fucking tell. Fuck.

Harley was right. I am the most calculated out of my brothers, but also the most impulsive and sometimes even reckless, and this is a pivotal moment for me. Finally realizing that I am the problem and that I just fucked us in the ass with no lube. Fuck.

Getting into my truck, I slam the door and throw the envelope onto the passenger seat. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!” I scream, slamming my fists against the steering wheel. My phone pings in my pocket and I take it out to see a text from Harley.

Harley: I need you to close up the shop.

Me: Roger that.

Harley: See you at home.

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