After the little moment shared between Lynn and her family we made our way downstairs. Mykel and Carlo were waiting for us at the front door."Hi guys" Lynn said to them both.
They of course turn to look at her smiling. It amazes me how this woman can light up any room she's in. Even when it's a room full of criminals.
"Are you ready to leave the snow already?" Myke asked her.
"Fuck yes. No offense but I just wanna be home. Actually who's home are we going to? There was that little incident with your house but I still technically have a house back in Miami."
"By little incident you mean you burning it to the ground and stabbing Carlo? We'll stay at your home for the time being until we find a home we both agree on. I would've already gotten one but I didn't want you pissed at me for not consulting you about it first." I said to her.
"I don't think I'd be pissed but I appreciate that."
"Okay. Mykel and Carlo will be traveling back to Miami with us."
"That's great. Gives Mykel and I more time to catch up" She said and the idiot had the audacity to wink at her.
Instead of stabbing him again I lean next to her ear and whisper
"Who said I'd let you leave the bedroom on the jet? You'll be too exhausted from all the ways I make you scream to...catch up"
I move away and kiss her cheek. I see her bite her lip.
"Let's go people!" She said grabbing my hand and pulling me out the door. We all couldn't help but chuckle at her but for different reasons obviously.
The drive to my jet was filled with comfortable silence from all the men while Lynn sang her heart out to songs she played on her phone.
"Sing with me, King" she said smiling at me
"I don't sing Lynn" I said
"Please! Here I'll even let you pick the song"
"I'm sorry. I love you but no. I don't want to shatter anyone's eardrums"
"Please don't!" I heard Elijah and Mykel both say. I look back at them and their both laughing.
Note to self: "accidentally" stab them both when Lynn is sleeping later
When we made it to my jet everyone got out while Carlo and Mykel grabbed the bags. They're still technically working and seeing as Mykel is "fRiEnDs" with my woman I thought it would make her happy to have another person around that she trust.
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The Devil's Heir
RomanceKorol grew up in a life of abuse and poverty. By the age of 20 he'd easily taken down every enemy in his path for power. After years of bloodshed and chaos, he'd become the leader of the Russian mafia. Known simply by the alias King or the Mad Russi...