Köhler (Book 9 of the Köhler Series)

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"Mitri, we need to talk," Luca began speaking just as Dimitri stopped turning to him with a bewildered expression. He was completely aware of what he wanted but stubbornly refused to admit it. Luca did not have time for Dimitri's bullshit; if Dimitri did not already know this, he was about to find out the hard way.

"You finally thought about what I said?"

"I've thought about punching you in the fucking throat. Why did you lie about Dominick? All of this fucking shit for what? Not to have a gay son, or were you too ashamed at the time? Please don't act like you didn't know because I know you did. That's why you were so hellbent on having him marry Talia and taught him how to hide it well. What was your agenda Mitri... what are you hiding?" He asked Dimitri while he rubbed the back of his neck.

"I didn't know at first. Look, Luc, I told the boy to back out of the marriage, but he was the one that wanted to marry Lia, especially after RJ showed up. Plus, your daughter was interested in him first... I thought he was bi or something. Besides, this shit here has nothing to do with me. Your daughter got herself in some mess she cannot escape."Dimitri spoke up as Luca's hand contacted the man's face. He had no idea what he was talking about, and if his son had been honest, none of this would have occurred. That's, if Talia flee with another man.

"Luca, what the fuck! Why are you attacking him?!"Violet shrieked when Adele approached and stopped her. Everyone should know that while Luca was in beast mode, they should never approach him. Unless you were Adele or one of his children, it didn't matter who you were. You were getting hit.

Adele gently touched Luca's arms, leading him to turn back to look at her beautiful face. He quickly reconsidered his actions and let Dimitri from his grasp while Vi went up to her husband and observed him. The little things had been getting to Luca lately, and he knew Mitri didn't mean shit by what he was saying, but his daughter was gone, and they would like to find her alive rather than bury her.

"Yeah, I'm sorry about that."

"No, you're not, but we're good. I would want to beat my ass, too, if I was you. Know we will find Lia, and she will be alive. I haven't done this in a while, but I'll call my connects in Russia to see what they can find." Dimitri spoke as Luca nodded, helping the man from the floor as they patted each other shoulders and walked away.

"What was that about Luca?"

"Nothing Liebe. I thought you would be with the Dons and their wives since they were traveling to The States. They are still leaving as planned today?" While Adele stared at him, he asked. Luca wasn't in the mood to talk about what had just happened, but he knew Dele wouldn't let it go.

"Things were said, and I let my temper get the best of me. It's over, and leave it as that. Where are my children and grands, and how long should we expect them to be gone?"

"All of them are going. You know them. They think they are stronger together. Plus, we can handle ourselves. Oh, and all the older grandchildren are going with their parents." Adele replied while he nodded and texted Xerxes to find out where they were. Luca always liked to see his children off, and today was no exception. As Adele followed, he strolled out the main house entrance to his car without saying anything.

"I need to speak with Xerxes and the others before they leave...."

"Luca, when are you going to learn to let them be? They are grown and understand the rules of leaving. Plus, X, Reece, Hiro, and Jeremias are our Dons." Adele said as she shut the car door. Luca, on the other hand, laughed. She wasn't the one to tell him this when it was her who was ranting half the time; they had no idea what the hell they were doing.

"And I know this, Liebe. I just wanted to speak with my children and the children we have acquired over the last few years. All of them know that I'm the fucking boss no matter their damn titles." He laughed as Adele sighed, shaking her head. She wanted to say more but stayed quiet instead.