Köhler (Book 9 of the Köhler Series)

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"Do you think this is going to work? How do we know these muthafuckas aren't waiting to get us enclosed in the palace and kill our entire family?" Riley asked, and the questions were steadily coming one after another. Xerxes understood her concerns, which was why he met with the Dons of the other mafias before head.

"BabyGirl, you worry yourself too damn much. I talked to the other mafias; just like us, they are tired of the others coming after them because of their power. We all came to the conclusion that we have more power to control the other mafias if we form a union. Barkley is here as we speak...."

"I don't trust the fucking Jamaicans."

"Riley, not all of them are like the ones your family encountered all those years ago. It would help if you learned to leave the past in the past and move forward. Healing yourself doesn't mean from my and your past mistakes but for all of the things that happened in the past." Xerxes spoke, making his wife look at him like he had lost his mind as she walked over to feel his head.

"Where is my husband, and what the fuck have you done with him?"

"Get the fuck off me, Ri! You always got some dumb shit to say when I'm trying to be real with you... just behave when Barkley gets here...."

"Your wife doesn't know the meaning of behaving X. Haven't you learned that yet? Riley speaks without thinking. Hell, Kamaria and Nicole too. I think maybe it would be best to send out our wives. Barkley's mafia does things differently. He doesn't include his wife in his business. To him, she's just arm candy. If he wants him to take us seriously, only the men need to be in the room." Jeremias spoke as X looked over at Riley, glaring. He was right. Berkley didn't think women should discuss men's business, but he also had promised his wife never to leave her out of the mafia business.

"Don't you fucking dare...."

"You know he's right, BabyGirl. It would be different if you knew how to sit and be quiet, but your mouth never stops."

"Ja, every time she speaks, trash falls out." Elijah laughed as his wife sighed, shaking her head. "And it doesn't help that you hate all Jamaicans, Ri. You are like those racist fucks in the Amerika (America in German) saying all black people are alike and the Nazis who hate us because we aren't blonde and blue-eyed. Or whatever they want us to be."

"Are you trying to call me racist?"

"Ja, ich nenne es so, wie ich es sehe. (Yeah, I call it as I see it.)." He shrugged while Reese and Takahiro laughed. "You are discriminating, Riley. That's being racist, and if you can't sit and listen to what Don Wright has to say. It's best for you to leave."

"Adriel, are you really going to sit there and let your brother talk to me like this?"

"Sometimes the truth hurts BabyGirl, and sometimes it's best for someone else to tell it to you. Yes, I am going to sit here and let my brother talk to you like that... and before you do something, think about your next move. Think long and hard about it because I'm not in the fucking mood today." Xerxes spoke. He knew how Riley had temper tantrums, and today he was liable to bend her ass over and whoop like a child in front of everyone.

"Fine! I guess that is our cue, girls. Let's go and let the men take care of the business." She rolled her eyes while Xerxes sat there with a glare.

"It's your wife. Honestly, I thought Riley would have grown up by now. I know I get high and act like an ass, but that. Riley needs to learn that she cannot, will not always get what she wants."

"You can stop talking about my wife, Eli. I let you say what you wanted now; leave it alone."

"You need to learn how to punish. Fucking her hard does nothing but give her what she wants. Tie her down and take the belt to her ass a few times. After bringing her to the point of wanting to release and leave. Or make her watch you release in front of her." Obasi spoke as he sat down, making them look at him like he had lost his marbles.