Total pages in book: 125
Estimated words: 124836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 624(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 124836 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 624(@200wpm)___ 499(@250wpm)___ 416(@300wpm)
It took everything in me to not glare. “You’re not a Friend of the Four Aces anymore.”
“I know, but it would still be nice to have him as an advisor.”
I wrapped my arm around her waist, pulled her closer to me and whispered in her ear, “That will never happen.”
She molded her breasts against my chest. “Says who?”
I stifled my groan. “Don’t do that?”
“Do what?”
“Rub against me—”
“I did not rub against you.” She slipped her breasts up and down and ground into me in the most tantalizing way. “But that right there, that’s rubbing against you.”
The helicopters’ engines whined and the blades chopped through the air, telling me they were descending.
I nipped at her bottom lip. “Do that again and I’m going to fuck you in front of everyone here.”
She laughed. “You’re crazy.”
The ground trembled.
I brushed my lips along her ear. “Do me a favor.”
“What?”
“After you say hi to your cousin and Marcelo, I would like you to give your sisters a tour, I want some alone time with them—”
“So you can kick my cousin’s ass?”
“Not your cousin’s ass.” I tried to kiss her.
She leaned back. “Not anyone’s ass. This is a family event. No fighting. Remember. If you’re good, then you get a show.”
Lust vibrated through me. “It wouldn’t be a fight. I was more thinking. . .tense conversation.”
“Tense better mean happy and joyous because we don’t need any more problems today.”
I frowned. “Bringing surprise guests to the East is disrespectful—”
“And I will check them on it.”
“My Mountain Mistress never has to handle my business—”
“If I’m your Mountain Mistress, then it is our business.”
Before I could speak, Chen nudged my back. “They’ve landed and are heading our way.”
“I will greet them first on my own. However,” Moni slipped out of my hold. “Due to the craziness that has already occurred, let’s make this a short cookout.”
“I second that.”
“Everyone eats. DJ plays a song or two and then I’m kicking everyone who isn’t my sister off the property.”
“And I’ll help.” Annoyed, I looked forward.
Banks made his way over, decked out in a designer green shirt, matching khaki pants, and a green hat with a long gold feather tucked into the side.
Small gold hoop earrings dangled from each ear and glinted in the sunlight.
But the bigger shocker was the three stunning women that flanked him. Each wore the same, tight green mini dress and carried green leather briefcases in both hands.
"Banks!” Moni laughed. “What is all of this?”
She headed away, moving toward Banks and I immediately hated the empty space she left behind.
A very short cookout.
I went their way.
My men followed.
Banks grinned at the army of men behind me, winked at Moni and gestured to the women and briefcases. “These lovely ladies are my assistants—Sweet, Salty, and Savory. I had to bring some of my culinary tools to cook with.”
Banks and the women stopped a foot in front of Moni. “In these briefcases are my top-secret spices along with my award-winning special sauces.”
Moni raised an eyebrow. “Speaking of your cooking, your wanting to do this barbecue has sparked a fun grill-off competition—”
“Against Lei? Girl, I’m about to mollywop his Mountain Mastering ass up and down the grill—”
"Eh.” Moni waved her hand dismissively.
I got to her side and glared at him.
Moni hugged Banks. “Don’t say that and anyway it’s my chef that wants to compete, not Lei.”
She let go of him and Banks turned his gaze on me. A smirk played at the corner of his lips. “So you gave my cousin a chef too? Don’t you think you’re laying it on a bit thick?”
No time for bullshit niceties, I deepened my glared. “You brought Dima and who else?”
Banks’ smile faltered slightly. “Damn, man. You sure know how to fuck up a surprise.”
The line of my jaw twitched. I could see it in Banks’ eyes—if Moni hadn’t been here, we’d already be throwing punches. In fact, his expression practically begged for it, daring me to make the first move.
"Be nice to each other.” Moni pointed at him. “At the first sign of bullshit, I’m ending the cookout.”
Banks shrugged. “Tell your little boyfriend that shit.”
“I don’t have to tell him that, this is his space. Be nice.” Moni scowled at him and then left us, to say hi to the others.
Duck got to my right.
Chen stayed on my left.
I knew that both my cousins planned to block me from going after him and anyone else. I just hoped they were fast enough to stop me.
With Moni several feet away, Banks returned my glare. “I brought Dima because you’ve got some shit to answer for.”
“That depends on whose asking the questions. If it is you, I’m not going to respond. Instead, I’m simply going to rearrange your fucking jaw—”
“Aww yeah. Talk that big shit while my cousin is gone. Bet you wouldn’t say that shit while Moni was here—”