Köhler (Book 9 of the Köhler Series)

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'Henry, why are you calling me?'

'Because I need to say I'm sorry and for you to listen to what I have to say.'

'You don't need to be sorry. I understand what you did and why. I wouldn't say I like that you slept with me knowing you were sleeping with my sister, but if you both had come to me and told me the truth. I would have helped. I can't help that she dumped you.' Xylia shrugged. She wasn't in the mood to listen to Henry's lame-ass apology that she cared nothing about. She was upset that he and her sister used her but more upset that she slept with the man her sister was fucking.

'Not that, but I am sorry about that. She thought if we threw the fire on you and me, your father would be more forgiving. I made a mistake, and you were a bit forcible, Xylia. The more I said no, the harder you came on, but it more to it.'

'Great more to the pedophile chronicles....'

'What?!'

'Henry, just get to the fucking point! What are you so sorry about that you had to call me in the middle of the night to tell me? We are in different time zones. It may be morning there, but it's not here.' Xylia spoke, getting annoyed as he searched the refrigerator for a piece of cake she knew was left there.

'Remember when I told you I needed this job? There was a reason behind it. When I was about thirteen, I got into some trouble that caused my family their lives. Then I was forced to join this gang. My first kill was my older sister, that refused to sleep with the leader... I should have let them kill me, but the thoughts of what they would do to her if I were dead. For three years, I did whatever the leader asked me until one day. He told me he wanted to turn against the person who owns their gang.'

'What?' Xylia questioned as she thought about Henry's tattoos. She always wondered how he ended up with the same ones her Uncle Victor and Opa had but thought the man admired them, but tattoos like those take time, and he hadn't been with their mafia long enough to have them both.

'The Skull gang is a branch off our mafia. Are you telling me that you were a part of The Skulls, and you were the one that killed their leader?'

'To protect your family. I killed their leader but not the entire gang Xy. They knew it was me, and I had to hide. So, I did it in plain sight with the very people; the rest of them was scared to fuck with. I didn't intend to start something with the Don's daughters or to get one of you pregnant. I didn't want to die....'

'You were a coward, Henry. You ran beside fighting. You could have put others in danger... My sister and me! YOUR FUCKING CHILD! Tell me why the fuck are you calling me Henry!'

'Cause I fucked up Xy! I FUCKED UP! They threatened you, our son, and Ryleigh. I went to them to reason, and they attacked me. I want you to tell my son....'

'See, this is what I'm talking about! How the fuck did they know about me? My sister or our son without you running your fucking mouth? You know how they have been watching, you idiot! You put us in danger, and I'm not telling my son shit! You call me because you are dying, but you know what. I don't fucking care, Henry. He will be loved, know that, but he will never know you, and that will be your fault. Maybe if you were a man about what you did and told my father, Opa, or even my Uncle Victor. They could have protected you, but you used my family as cover for your fuck up. I hope you bleed out slow and burn in fucking hell bitch!' She yelled, hanging up the phone only to turn to see Xavier standing there.

"What?"

"Damn, that was cruel. What did he do?" Xavier asked, pulling out the piece of cake that she had been tearing up the fridge for and handing it to her with a smile. He must have felt her stress, something that Xylia hated and loved at the same time.