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

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"I'm really concerned for you guys' mental," Riley said as Jamon and Javion died laughing on the couch.

"What the fuck are they laughing about?"

"That's the thing. They just began laughing out of nowhere. The fuckers need help," Xerxes said, making Caleb shake his head.

"Y'all done?" Elijah asked them, and they finally calmed down.

"Bruh, my stomach is hurting so bad," Jamon said, still chuckling.

"Swear. But we done, though," Javion sighed.

"I'm concerned. Maybe yall just smoked too much weed." RJ said.

"Naw, it ain't that. A hoe of mine just hit my phone asking if I l wanted chocolate licked off my balls," Jamon said, making Javion start laughing again as everyone looked at them weird.

"That's sick as fuck," Junior looked.

"Aye, I didn't say yes. The fuck? It was just funny as hell," Jamon chuckled.

"That it was."

"Aye, Ri. Could you twist my dreads for me?" Jamon asked, and she looked at him.

"Do it look like it can twist your hair, fool?" Riley asked, holding up her arm some. "Why don't you ask My'esha or one of the other girls, and did you wash it?" She asked him.

"Cause I want you to do it, and no. I'll pay you. Please, I need a re-twist,"

"Why? You don't go no fucking where, and you know Riley can use that arm, so find something else." RJ said, making Jamon glare.

"RJ, some of us want to take care of our hair. Just because you cut your dreads off, don't me I have to," Jamon said, focusing his attention back on Riley.

"Well, Jamon, I can't do it even I wanted."

"Whyyyyyyy?" He whined.

"Big ass cry baby," Lucas said, making him shrugged.

"Ugh, fine, Jamon. We have to wash your dirty ass hair," Riley said, making him smile as they got up.

"Thanks, cousin."

"The fuck ever."

"No! My wife is still healing. Get My'esha to do it if not find somebody else," Xerxes said, pulling Riley back down, glaring at Jamon as he sighed.

"I don't want My'esha to do it."

"Aww fuck Leo Jamon like your woman," Javion said, making Leon shake his head while Jamon hit him with an evil glare.

"I don't. I just don't know her like that," Jamon said, and My'esha shrugged. "Fine, I'll find Leah," He said.

"Leah hurt to bro," Elijah said as Jamon flipped him off, walking away.

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"They want to meet me now?!" Oriah asked. Peyton nodded. She had snuck out again and told Oriah what X said, not even ten minutes into them talking.

"Yeah. Xerxes told me to invite you to the house so Gen and Vince can run a background check."

"So Axel trusts me, which I know he should, but X doesn't?"

"Oriah, X doesn't really trust Grandpa Axel. At least for right now. Plus, it doesn't matter. He would still do a background check on you anyway," She said, making Oriah nod.

"Well, I'm clean, so I don't have anything to worry about," She shrugged, making Peyton nod.

"Damn bél (beautiful). We were supposed to date and tested the waters first before I met the rest of your family," Oriah said, making Peyton looked at her.

"That's not really how my family works. Xerxes may be my brother-in-law, but he is like my damn Dad. Once he finds out who you're involved with somebody, he wants to know everything about them. I don't blame him cause my sister just got kidnapped, and something traumatic just happened with another one of the girls, so he's on edge. Everyone in the house is on edge," Peyton rambled, making Oriah look at her.

"Tout bagay pral anfòm renmen mwen. Banm yon bo bèl," Oriah said, making Peyton blush before leaning into the kiss. (Everything is going to be fine, my love, Give me a kiss, beautiful.)

Breaking away breathless, Oriah stared at her. "Chak fwa nou bo li sanble tankou premye fwa, mwen renmen."(Every time we kiss, it seems like the first time, my love.)

"It really does," Peyton said, lying her head on Oriah's chest while Oriah just kissed her forehead.

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"PEYTON!" Xerxes yelled as she tried to sneak back into the house. Pey froze, looking over to him, standing the kitchen archway with one Xylia on his hip.

"Hey, X was coming from the sto..."

"Give me your keys."

"WHAT? NO!"

"GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING KEYS, PEYTON!" He yelled, making her jump scrambling to get her keys while Xylia laughed. Peyton sigh as he took them, then removing his phone to scan the chip.

"The hotel isn't the store. I thought I told you to have her come here?"

"Well, I had to tell her," Peyton said, making Xerxes look at her unfazed as her mom walked into the door.

"What's wrong now?" Paris asked.

"Your daughter sneaking out the fucking house after I strictly told her not to... To met a girl. Tell who it is, Quinzel..."

"DADA!" Xavier yelled, making him turn back to the kitchen to his son in the highchair as her mom stared at her.

"X, you didn't have to do that."

"I don't have to do a lot of things, Pey. Just like you don't have to disobey, but you do. You're a spoiled ass brag that should've gotten her ass beat more as a child." Xerxes said, making Paris laugh, and Peyton whip her head over to her.

"Like Riley isn't."

"Ri is my wife. I know how to handle her spoiledness," Xerxes shrug making Peyton frown.

"Who were you meeting? Do I know her?" Paris finally said before their argument got heated.

"O-Oriah..."

"Quinzel, you know nothing about that child. Xerxes is right. You should be meeting that fucking girl like that. Just because you and Riley think that they are safe doesn't mean a damn thing. Your ass is still a fucking minor that means I can still fucking punish your ass. You're right X, both you and Riley should have gotten their ass beat more as a child. Now hand X, your phone, keys, and whatever other fucking devices your ass have that you can talk to this girl on. Until Xerxes has her checked out, I want to stay the fuck away from her. We don't need a repeat of Leah." Paris said.

"MOM! PLEASE! LOOK, TALK TO GRANDPA AXEL! HE CAN VOUCH FOR HER!"

"Peyton, it's not about who can vouch for Oriah, and I'm sure my Opa can. Still, we have to look at this from all angles. It's not that I don't trust Oriah... you have to learn a lesson. We all did at your age. Shit, you are seventeen and have the freedom of an older adult. Our enemies will use that. Before you say it, yeah, Oriah was trained by Axel, but my parents, yours, and the Bergs trained your sister. Look how fucking easy it was for her to get kidnapped by Juan. You were already shot. I'm not trying to bury my sister-in-law and her girlfriend because they want to be stupid. Bring Oriah to the house. Until then, listen to your Ma." Xerxes said, walking away.

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This a little filler.

Thoughts???