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𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖, I just want to get under my warm bed and read why the fuck could Aaron Warner be completely, absolutely fine after touching Juliet's leg when she tried to escape with that sketchy Adam guy. Love really does make people blind. I mean, Juliet was completely blind to choose Adam over Warner. Like hell, I'd never do that. He is such a fine man.
Anyway back to the situation.
It's been thirteen years since I last saw Helen, my little sister. I had missed her so much over the years, but I wasn't given permission to meet her, or at least see her in secret due to some serious circumstances.
I was shocked when Ace suddenly brought Hailie and said that Helen sent her. I thought something might've happened to her, but it turned out that Hailie threw a fit and wanted to stay with us. We were so happy and welcomed Hailie with open arms. However, there was a constant ache in my chest knowing Helen will come back to us, she probably hates us, and I guess we all were right.
Yesterday was the first time I saw her after fourteen years. I didn't know how to react to seeing her. She was all grown up now. I had missed out on fourteen years of her life. I remember how her head could barely reach my waist. I was stunned to say would be an understatement. Her eyes were so cold and empty. It was emotionless. She looked dead and bitter. When she walked, her aura was dark and dangerous. She was calm, but I could see by the way she challenged Ace that she wouldn't wait a minute to do as she wished
She was the complete opposite of what I remember. Before, she was all sunshine and sweetness. Now, she is like midnight. Cold, empty, alone, and harsh on others.
What had happened to her? I often wonder now. I knew she wasn't the naive and timid little girl that would come under the protection of her brothers. Hell, she was capable, but I don't know how capable she is yet. It's a mystery. I know it will be hard to figure her out now with her walls up so high, but I'm willing to do anything to get her back. At least to not make her hate us.
'Fucking shit happened.' I still remember her words. What does she mean by that? Did something happen to her?
Cursing under my breath, I dialed Ace when Helen sped off without getting out of the car.
Five black cars and seven motorcycles were following us, barely keeping up because of how fast Helen was riding the car.
Ace answered the call. "Ace, ther-" He cut me off as usual.
"The guard informed me when they found a suspicious car following you guys." His voice was calm, and sometimes that pisses me off. None of my brothers get along with Ace well. It's kind of a complicated situation, but we always follow his decisions. "Go to Grandpa's, he's waiting for you to arrive." He says, again.
I opened my mouth to respond, but suddenly Helen hit the brake and cursed quite loudly.
"Helen, slow down. You nearly hit that woman just now." Ryan shouted, anger and irritation lacing in his annoyingly loud voice, and I wondered how he could be my twin. That dude's always shouting and shit. His anger issues are no shit, for real.
"Is Helen driving the car?" Oops, I'm gonna be in deep shit, but shitting feels so good. It's like relieving all the shit that happened in my life alongside my actual shit. It's kind of pain though, and my asshole hurts sometimes.
"Ren, answer me." Ace's voice raised a bit.
"About that-she is." I tried to think of an excuse, but all I could think at the moment was shit. Total and actual shit that comes out of our ass.
"Helen, this is dangerous. We will deal with them." Kalen said calmly, looking behind the shady cars following us.
Again, why can't I be at home right now?
I miss bed.
"Do you even know who they are?" She asks, her lips curled up in amusement when we all said no in unison.
We had a clue that it was probably some gang trying to attack us again, and we were somehow going to deal with that.
"It's the Russian Mafia." She chuckles. My moments momentarily stopped, and so did Xander's and Kalen's. After all, they are our biggest enemies. The Italian Mafia and Russian Mafia had bad blood between us for years. It was a never-ending bloody saga between the two Mafia.
"How did she know?" Ace voiced my thoughts through the phone. I forgot that Ace was on the phone. Suddenly, I heard loud gunshots.
Okay, the fuck? I really wanna go home and start the next book of the Shatter Me series. This was honestly getting on my nerves, how can they come out of nowhere and shoot at us?
Helen sped off faster than before, and for a moment I thought we were going to die, but I've got to admit. She was good.
I knew Ace was on the other side of the phone, and I didn't hang up just in case. Suddenly, black cars surrounded us from everywhere. Oh lord, they trapped us.
Well, fuck them.
"Ace, they blocked our way, an-" Helen snatched my phone and put it on loud.
"It's alright, Ace. They'll willingly step aside and let us go without any trouble or damage." Her eyes had this glint, and her lips curled up.
"Helen, don't do anything. They'll hurt you. You don't understand how far they'll go." Ace demands. He sounded frustrated as if he knew Helen won't listen to him. I grin at the thought.
"Let me test how far they can go then. " Helen says, dailing someone from her phone. I looked around to see our enemies pointing guns at us. There were at least fifty men.
"Hello, Preston. It's been a long time."Her voice was chilly and cold. My eyes went wide and I stared at Helen in shock, bewildered. She was talking to none other than the Russian Mafia's boss, Preston Levi.
"The one and only," Helen says, grinning. Her voice was dark and dangerous and her eyes looked like it could kill. If anyone saw her eyes, they would cower away in fear. It was like a demon inside her snapped.
"Let's get to the matter, now shouldn't we?" The way she talked to him was quite amusing, but I knew the consequence to those who disrespected Preston. Was Helen and Preston friends? How do they know each other? Wait, is Helen on his side? I internally hit myself for even thinking about her betraying us. She would never do that.
"Leave the Kotovs alone, or else you'll see what happens to your little princess." She orders him, too casually. Her voice is firm, but it screams danger. She talks just like Ace. I rolled my eyes.
"Are you challenging me, Preston? You know you're playing my game now." She chuckles, a glint in her eyes.
"Now, tell your men to step the hell away of his way."She orders him, again. I gave her a confused look when she said 'his' way. Technically, she was the one driving. I was yet again shocked to see all the men surrounding us backing away from us and retrieving. Only because Helen ordered Preston, and Preston listened. What is their relationship?
"Remember this. You mess with the Kings, you mess with me and if you plan to mess with them again, keep your brain open alongside your phone." With that, she hangs up. Her face held no emotions as she started driving. All the black cars surrounding us were gone.
"Where should we head to?"Her eyes never left the road, and the fire in her eyes was replaced by a blank look. Like nothing ever happened.
"Granpa's house." I cleared my throat and started telling her directions, hanging up on Ace. Ryan and Kalen stared at Helen.
"What the fuck are you staring at?" Helen asks.
"Don't curse!" Ryan and Kalen shout in unison. Helen rolls her eyes. I couldn't help but chuckle. She changed so much. She is capable of so much more. I just know that.
And then, I asked her the question that had been repeating in my head.
"How did you know they are the Russian Mafia? And how do you know Preston?"
Her electric blue eyes darkened at my question.
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