Disorganized Minds *Book II of the Köhler Series*

Club Disaster (Pt. 2)

They weren't in the VIP section for twenty minutes, and Sibylla was already drunk, talking shit to everyone while trying to sleep with every young man she saw. Luca was ready to send her home, but instead, he shook his head, telling her grandmother to keep an eye on her as he handed her a cup filled with something, smirking. She didn't know whether to drink it or give it to Emma, but she took her chances, and surprisingly, it was good.

"I think we've passed that point by now, Liebe. I don't need to drug you to get what I want, nor would I try."

"Your words mean nothing to me." Luca laughed, pulling her into a kiss as his hands started to roam her body until Emma spoke. "Ew! Can you please stop?" Emmy had no room to talk, she and Erik were all over each other a moment ago but had the nerve to complain about her and Luca. Still, she pouted and left.

"Daddy's little girl––"

"Grandmother, Not tonight!" Luca yelled, making them laugh. They all knew what she was implying, but everyone knew Emma wasn't that type of person. However, time passed fast, and some of them went on the dance floor while the others, like herself, hung back in the VIP section that overlooked the club. Luca did allow her on the dance floor twice with Emma, but Victor immediately made her leave after some dude tried to dance with her. She was sure if Vic didn't stand between them, Luca would have murdered the poor man. Although at the moment, she and Luca were by themselves while the others were doing their own thing.

Adele was in Luca's lap while he smoked, when he decided to give her a shotgun, which nearly choked her to death. It was nothing like the weed Kellan had back home, and he thought it was funny until they heard people shouting below them. Both heard Victor and Erik yelling something to an unfamiliar voice, causing Luca to stand with her still in his arms. "What the fuck are those assholes doing now? I swear we can't go anywhere without them starting shit... Let's go. I don't want them or anyone else ruining your birthday. Plus, my Dad won't stop texting. He acts as if we are children."

"Yeah, but we need to find Grammy and my Granny Rose." It didn't take long for Luca to spot Sibylla hugging on a man who looked to be in his twenties. It pissed him off, causing him to quickly snatch his grandmother up while they heard Rose in the midst of the argument on the dance floor. However, they didn't make it down the stairs before gunshots started to ring through the club, and without a thought, the three of them pulled their guns.

"The two of you get behind me."

"Bitch I don't know who you're talking to, but I can handle myself," Sibylla spoke, taking off into the crowd. Luca yelled for her to come back, but it was no use. Yet, Adele did what she was told even though she wanted to argue as two more shots went off, and everyone in the club started screaming, running, and tripping over each other, as they ran to every exit.

In the middle of the crowd, they could see Sibylla shooting at someone in the corner of the club while Rose and Victor shot in the same direction. It was too much and hard to see who they were shooting at until someone made the mistake of moving into their view, causing Luca to take her purse and pull out a silencer. He wanted to go undetected, so he started taking out the men, one by one, who were shooting at their family until they got scared and ran as Adele shot the ones running away to ensure none of them got out alive. Afterward, they made their way over to Vic and Erik as Sibylla and Rose walked over with stern looks.

"I never thought myself to be a mafia type of woman, but damn... that shit made me feel young again."

"You say that until your old ass is hurting tomorrow... Ouch, Granny Rose, that shit hurt!"

"Then next time, keep your damn mouth shut." Rose and Victor were always into it about something, and Adele loved the connection they had. She was like his grandmother or mother, but he loved her.