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

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Xerxes and Elijah watched as Peyton walked back into the main house. For the last few days, she's been hiding away at one of the guesthouses soaking in her misery. Besides addressing them, Peyton when straight to the kitchen, seeing RJ alone making a sandwich.

"Can I ask you a question? And why your ass always here? Don't you have a house?" Peyton said, making her brother slowly look up from what he was doing.

"I can be here when I want. For one, this is my sister and brother-in-law's home, and both my sisters, cousins, and in-laws live here. So, what the fuck you want? How, you asking me fa shit and giving an attitude? How that work?" He asked, making her roll her eyes.

"Can I get one of your beanies you always be having on?" She asked, making him look up from his sandwich. He raised a brow noticing she had on her bonnet. That was never on, and the only time RJ ever saw her in one is when she was getting ready for bed or something.

"Why?"

"Pleaseeeeeee? I really like them. I'm gonna get some of my own, but for now, can I have a couple of yours? When I'm done, I'll wash them, then give em back."

"Fine," He sighed as she followed behind him. RJ led them up to his old room, which Xerxes was telling him to cleanout. Most of his old things were still there, including his beanie and hoodie collect all that Josie hadn't stolen.

"Pick three, then get out, except for the orange and black one. Those are my favorites."

"Damn RJ, I didn't know you had this many," She said, looking at all of them. She chose his pink, yellow and blue one.

"I have more at the house with Alexis. What you think about this chain with her name on it? Is it girly enough?" He asked, making her laugh as he pulled it out.

"I like it. But who is Alexis? If you're cheating on her, I'll whoop your ass."

"Why the fuck would I cheat on my wife of ten almost eleven years? And says the one who cheated in real life." He tilted, making her put her hand on her chest like she was hurt. In a way, she was. It was like everyone was throwing the shit in her face.

"That was a low blow, Rodney. I've moved past my ways. I'm getting better and still tho, who the fuck is Alexis?"

"Aht. Only the adults and Josie can call me that. Alexis is Josie's dummy. It's her middle name."

"Oh. And RJ, you're an adult. You're fucking thirty-three."

"I know, but still. Only they can call me Rodney and Xerxes. That's because his little ass is Don. I should beat your ass." He said, then bucked at her making her do the same.

"Tell the truth, RJ. You scared of X," Peyton said, laughing, making RJ stared at her and pushing her over away from him.

"Nobody scared of that little punk but y'all."

"Sureeee... but I have seen you in the ring with him. Even Uncle has a hard time bringing him down, and X ass his way smaller than him."

"Yea, yea... What the fuck you got under here?" He asked as he reached up, snatching her bonnet off. RJ freeze in mid-air, looking at her to his hand. As his mouth dropped to the floor

"RJAYYYUH?!" She yelled, taking it back, putting it on while he stared in shock. Peyton sighed, shaking her head.

"What the fuck?"

"I-I was having a mental breakdown. Damn––"

"And you decided to chop off your fucking hair. When did you do this shit? Is this why you want my beanies? What the hell, Quinzel!"