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"Nigga I thought Barkley's ass was going back to Jamaican for a month or two. Why in the hell is his non-talking ass back in Germany?" Elijah asked, looking over at Barkley while the boy shot him the finger. One would think after almost a full year of knowing the man. Eli would be able to understand him by now.

"Why, don't yuh worry about doing yuh job then why Mi is here, mon."

"Why don't your bitch ass learn English or German...."

"Ich könnte deinen Arsch schlagen. Wenn das helfen würde. (I could beat your ass. If that would help.)." He smirked making Elijah's head whip from Xerxes to the rest then back to Barkley.

"Naw, this nigga could speak my language the whole fucking time, and I've been talking shit about you in German. How you going to let me look like a fool like that?" He asked while he looked at Xerxes, laughing. At least he could say his brother seemed to be happy. Today at least.

"Eli, stop being a dick and tell me have any of your men found anything," Xerxes asked; as he was about to talk, his phone rang. Elijah let out a loud sigh seeing Nadia's name. The woman had called him a thousand times, reminding him it was his week with their daughter like they lived in different places.

"Hold that thought. Let me curse out Mias's bitch ass sister for a moment." He laughed, stepping outside of the room to take the call.

'Damn, I know, Nadia! I don't need you to call a million fucking times to let me know it's my week with Enya....'

'E-Elijah, I-I was ambushed....'

'Día, stop fucking playing. I'm in the middle of a fucking meeting, and I told you I would come and get her afterward since you and Zakiya can't play nice. If you stop being a fucking bitch about everything...' But something in the background made Elijah stop talking and listen. She was in the city but didn't tell anyone she was going.

'Nadia, why are you in the Stadt, and where is Enya?'

'P-please....'

"Fuck! You stupid little bitch where is my child? You knew better, Día! Why would you do something like this?!" He yelled, going back into the office making everyone turn and look at him, confused. Elijah said nothing but walked over to Jeremias, pulling him up by the shirt as he did the same to Gabriel.

"The fuck! Get your hands...."

"Your fucking sister is in danger. Shit, I think she's hurt!'

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"Can we talk, Empress?"

Quickly Xylia's head turned to Barkley standing at the door of her room. He didn't even tell her he was back, but that wasn't what concerned her. How the fuck did he get into her house? She had moved from the apartment into her house, and Barkley shouldn't have had the key, but then she saw the shiny keyring hanging from his finger.

"I'm going to kill them. Who gave you a key to my house?"

"Yuh, father." He smirked as her eyes widened. "Mi is tired of the games, Xylia...."

"I don't know what games, Barkley," Xy said as she turned back to folding her son's clothes. She didn't know what the man was speaking of and if it had anything to do with Elias's text. Xylia had nothing to do with it. She didn't ask him to text the man or for him to run back to Germany for it.

"Empress...."

"Fuck Barkley... why the hell do you move so quietly? Wasn't you just by the door?" She asked as she slowly turned to the man noticing she was now between him and the wall. Something happened each time they were alone together, and it was getting harder to resist this man. Especially now, Xylia knew he wanted her.

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