Kian Lancaster.
They call him the Paranoid Grim Reaper.
He trusts no one. He's impulsive, ruthless, and in the night he comes alive.
But, what is a King without his Queen?
Ellieandra Starr.
She's everything Kian would never trust. She's too sm...
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"Why did you do that?" Kameron snapped.
They all walked into the house dressed in all black. Kruz cursed under his breath as he continued walking.
"He was taunting me" Kian simply answered, before stopping to look at him.
"There is so much heat on us right now and you decided to kill someone in the freakin open" He shouted. His anger was showing, but Kian was completely calm.
Although, Kian's calm never mean that he was safe.
"I'm sorry, but did you want him to live?" Kian asked taking off his hoodie. It was hot and he could feel the sweat dripping down his back.
"I sure didn't," Kruz said and Kian glanced at him. He was unloading his gun.
Kam sighed. "Bro, I am just saying that you have to start thinking before you act out. Your actions are going to cause us. Not all the time you're going to recover"
"He was a f--king rat" Kian spat. "You said it yourself, we have way too much heat on us. Someone is a rat and if killing him made a warning, then so be it"
Kian didn't understand why he was being criticized for this. He didn't act irrationally as much as they thought he did.
He had been watching Amani for a long time and so far he was the prime suspect of their shipments being tampered with. Kian believed he worked with the Pierre brothers.
"We don't kill our own" Kam shouted.
"What part of rat don't you get, my mans" Kian snapped getting closer to him. Sometimes Kam forgot that Kian gave him permission to rule over Lancaster and Co and not over the Oscuros East empire. Kian had no issue with reminding him of that.
He always had time.
"Alright, alright" Kruz came between them and pushed them apart. The two brothers stare at one another. Stormy eyes battling with one another. "Let's calm down and think"
"Tell that to ya boy here, who seems to be not thinking at all," Kam said and Kian was about to punch him again when they heard their mother's voice.
"You guys break anything in my house and I will break my foot in your ass," she said as she walked in, the dress she had on flowing behind her.
Kassie was the true definition of black not cracking.
She was at the beginning of her 60s and didn't look a day over 43. She had curly black hair with a slim short build. However, it was wise to not mistake Kassie's stature for her personality.
Although she was small, she was huge in personality. Kian would assume that Kassie's life would make her this way. Being a mom of four boys called for a strong woman.
