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

ℕ𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕪-𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕣

A month after the charity event and it was back to finding Juan, Hanna, and Bruno, but it seems like they weren't getting anywhere. Instead of torturing everyone, Xerxes let them go to do what they pleased.

"You think you could come to Berlin or I could come there? I really would like to see you," Oriah said as they were on facetime.

"You probably would have to come to Cologne because everyone really has a tight leash on me now since what happened a couple of weeks ago."

"Damn, you're right. I could make the drive to Cologne. It's no problem. I'd book a hotel, and we just watch a movie or something."

"I would like that, Oriah. But I'm gonna have to give you a list of hotels, so you don't pick any of ours. I'll already be driving a marked car, so they'll be able to find me, just not the hotel room number." Peyton said as she took off her beanie.

"Okay, and I love your hair Pey. It's growing back."

"Yeah, and I love it. This time I'm gonna take more care of it since I didn't really do it the first time," She said with a smile.

"Ou tèlman bèl," (You're so beautiful) Oriah said, making Peyton blush.

For the past month, Oriah had gotten more comfortable calling Peyton pet names, and she always complimented her daily.

Peyton wasn't looking for a relationship and all, but the compliments were nice.

"Mèsi," (Thank You.) Peyton smiled.

"Byenveni ti bebe,"(Welcome baby). She replied, making her smile harder.

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"AW HELL NAW SOMEBODY BOUT TO FUCKING DIE! WHERE MY WEED?!" Jamon yelled, coming out his room into the living room, where the crew was.

"What? Don't nobody steal or want that weak ass weed," RJ waved him off.

"Well, obviously somebody did unless they would never stole my shit. This is my weed jar I keep in my room, and it was half-filled yesterday. And now it's all gone. Somebody betta start talking, or I'm shooting," He said, holding up his gun.

"Shut yo pussy ass up. You ain't gon so shit. Just ask my Dad to get you some more," Elijah said, making him glare.

"Fuck you, Eli. Your ass probably took it," Jamon said, leaving to go back to his room.

"I would I steal his shit when my Dad fucking grows it?" Elijah asked, shaking his head making RJ laugh.

"What the hell was he yelling for?" Caleb asked, coming in.

"Somebody stole his weed," RJ shrugged, and Caleb's eyes widen.

"Bro, you took his shit? You're way too old to be doing that. Damn, all of you act like you just can't go downstairs and get the good shit," Xerxes said, making Caleb chuckle.

"Ion care. That fucker owes me anyway."

"You so fucking wrong, Cay."

"Ok and?" Caleb looked at Ri as Killa came out of the room. "Uhh, Riley—Sorry Donna. Would you mind if I let for a little?"

Riley tilted her head. "You don't have to call me Donna, only if we're doing business. And sure, I don't care," Riley shrugged, and he nodded.

He headed for the door, and it opened, making him back up. Rodney, Paris, Luca, Adele, Darius, and India came in. It's been a month, and Riley nor Xerxes had gotten around to telling them Killa was there. They were able to hide him until now.