Next in Line (Monarch of the Kohler Mafia) Book 5 of the Köhler Series

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Xerxes sat on the bed hundreds of miles away from home, wondering why in the hell was his father and mother had him in D.C.

It was always shit with them. Shit that they wanted him to take care of like they weren't still the Don and Donna of the mafia.

His father made it clear that he wasn't giving over his title, which Xerxes was good with for now. Fuck he was only eighteen, about to be nineteen, and had a full life ahead of him.

"X, what you're doing?" Heaven asked, walking in his room, sitting down on his bed with a big smile that read trouble. He liked it.

"Nothing big, sis. What you have in mind?"

About this time, Neveah and Lucas walked into the room, taking a seat as Lucas threw him his jacket.

"Mom and Pops are out, and they expect for us to stay in the fucking house with the brats like they need sitters. Shit, the maid and nannies are here," Lucas said again, his door opening revealing the second set of twins Elijah and Melody.

"Where we going?"

"Out. Fuck we're in D.C. there no one that can call our parents telling them we are at the club like we are children."

Xerxes laughed, looking over to the twins who were still technically children because they were under eighteen.

Still, their parent treated Nevaeh, Heaven, and Lucas as they were to. They were twenty-one, and Lucas had just turned twenty, and to them, they were still babies.

"Fuck let's go. I don't want to be in this fuck country anyhow. Like we couldn't stay at home with Oma or Grandma Barb."

"No, we couldn't because Mama knows they let us go and come as we please," Veah said, laughing, walking to the door.

That he couldn't argue about their grandparents caring less about what they did, not to mention their aunts and uncles who weren't too much older than they were.

"X, call Riley. Fuck I forgot we are on her stomping grounds. I bet she knows somewhere to go," Lucas said, smirking, winking his fucking eye like he knew something when he knew shit but the fact they had Riley's number.

"Why don't you go suck a fucking dick?"

"Can't I like pussy. Sorry, but I tell you this if I find a sexy curvy woman tonight, I will fuck the shit out of her ass."

"Is that all you, X, and Eli think about is fucking? I swear your asses is going to catch something or get one of these bitches pregnant," Melody said as Xerxes caught a glimpse of her dressmaking him frown.

"Mel, where the fuck you think you're going with that on? Fuck I'm not trying to kill a motherfucker tonight. You know these niggas--"

"Aye, you can't be throwing about the N-word like that white boy. The last time you did that shit, we had to kill some bitches then got our asses beat by Dad for leaving the house."

Xerxes spun around, looking at Eli as he smirked with his brow raised taunting him like he wouldn't beat his ass.

"Motherfucker, in case your ass forgot, I'm half black too. Don't let the color of my skin fool you like it fools all the rest... and Mel goes fucking change."

"Why you gotta act like Dad and shit. Fuck, it's my fucking body. I should be able to tatted and show it as I please."

Xerxes didn't give two fucks about her rants. The other three old ones may have allowed it, but he for sure wasn't.

Melody stormed out the room as Kamaria and Axel walked in, looking at the five of them smiling, knowing what they were up to.

"Ooooh, you sneaking out. Let me guess, all you want us to stay quiet? Tell me what in for us?" Kamaria said, smirking, holding her hand, elbowing Axel to do the same.