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

𝔽𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕪-𝔽𝕚𝕧𝕖

"X, it's fucking hot down here in Mexico. You know don't well I'm not used to this weather," Lucas whined into the phone. Xerxes and Riley laughed.

Luke made it a point to call them soon as he woke to complain about the weather. Yeah, he since his brother to Mexico to take care of some business. Lucas wanted to be an assassin, and this was the best way for them to test out his skills.

"Luke, it can't be that bad. Hell, you be in D.C., and it gets hot here," Riley said, shaking her head as she ate. He scoffed through the phone and sighed. "Since when. I woke up to 110℉, and the shit got my hair all fucked up," He whined.

"Wet the shit. Hell, you have short hair, and it's curly stop acting like a bitch and do your fucking job. We gave you a list of people to take out. Do it and come home. If that's so hard, I can send Raine to do your damn job."

"You won't dare," Lucas said. At least that got his attention. Raine was like their Oma, a straight-up assassin taught by the best. She was calculated but ruthless, and she didn't just have one method of killing, so it made it hard for their enemies. "Or Tommy," Xerxes said, laughing.

The truth was he didn't have the time to listen to his brother whining. The man was about to be twenty-one in a few months and whine like he was their little brother's age half the time. He and Riley had too much on their damn plates to just be sitting there listening to him.

Not only did they have to worry about her enemies. He also had his own. Although he killed the one person that was a thorn in his side, the Chinese were still a threat. There was still more, and they had made their presence known by blowing up their shit in South Korea. Millions of dollars of drugs and weapons were gone, and their fathers were probably shitting a new asshole and ready to shoot one him too.

"Look, Lucas, I don't have the time for this. Like I said, if you can't handle this, I will send Raine in to help. I have a call with Dad, so I got to go--- Please don't get killed."

"Who do you take me for X? I got this. Catch you later," He said with a sigh hanging up. All of them had a lot of pressure on them, but they had to know how to release it. "You ready for your video call with your Dad and mine?" Riley smirked, making X glare at her as he got up walking to his office.

No, he wasn't ready to get fucking blown out for something that wasn't even his fault. If the great Luca Axel Kohler had just taken the Chinese out in the first place, they would be in this predicament. Being him, he had to use his son as bait, and now look where they were. Xerxes sighed as he heard the TV began to ring and him slowly answering it.

"Oh, look, it's the little demon child you spawn, Luca," Conard's old ass said as their images came into view of the TV screen.

"Shouldn't your old ass be dead by now? Shit, I mean your ass is old as dirty--- oh wait, evil and ugliest don't die. Do it?" Xerxes said, causing his dad, mother, aunts, and grandmothers to laugh. Conard always called him a demon child or Satan's spawn like any of his grandchildren was even better.

"Fuck you, little demon! Come back to Germany, and I'll show you how this old ass man can whoop your ass," Conard said, making Xerxes chuckle.

"Dad, you walked into that one. You can't get mad," Violet said as she, Victor, Zhara, and Emanuel laughed their asses off.

"Mom, do they all have to be in this meeting just for Dad to blow me out?"

"X, stop crying to your fucker mother. It isn't what this meeting about. Believe it or not, I want your opinion on what to do about the Chinese."

"You're fucking with me, aren't you?" Xerxes asked as his mother sighed, shaking her. He was sorry, but he had to ask because his dad had to be high or something.