“I love you.”
I open my mouth to answer him, but a voice from below beats me to it.
“Lyn, Matleon. Come down, kids.” It’s my mother, her tone urgent.
Matleon lets go of me and opens the door. He climbs down the ladder and asks my mother, “What’s happening, mother-in-law?”
I follow, my legs still weak. I grip the ladder tightly, making sure I don’t fall.
“We are under attack,” she says, her voice filled with worry.
I frown.
She turns and starts rushing toward the house. “We’ll leave for the palace now. Pack only your most important things, we don’t have much time.”
chapter 42
Matleon
Participating in a war at your in-laws’ place is quite a thing to do, especially right after making love to your wife for the first time.
We’re sitting in an SUV now. She’s in the back seat with her mother, while I’m driving, Marco beside me. A few of my men and Mikhailov’s men are following us, while others lead the convoy ahead. Her father is in the SUV in front of us.
My phone rings. I pull it from my pocket and toss it back toward her. “Answer it.”
She picks it up and puts it on speaker. Zo’s voice comes through immediately.
“How serious is it?”
“Serious enough for your maternal side to lose their home.”
All the old Bratva families have tied up together to go against the supreme Bratva power of Russia, the one that stripped each of them of their influence. The Mikhailov Bratva. My lovely in-laws.
“I’m coming there,” he says.
“Don’t you dare, Zloban Bennett. I’ll kill you if you come here.” My anger spikes instantly.
“I’ve recovered significantly, Leo,” he argues.
“You haven’t recovered your ass. Stay the fuck there. I’ll handle things here. Just send men from A9.”
“I’ll send them with the Rintle-34 batch.”
“Perfect. And keep your shit there.”
“Don’t get yourself killed,” he says, then cuts the call.
Iselyn pulls the phone back to herself.
We reach the Mikhailov Palace in two hours. Men are everywhere, securing the entire perimeter. I park beside my father-in-law’s SUV. We step out.
He walks toward us and speaks to his daughter and wife. “Go inside. Marco will take you to the safe room. Savannah is already there.”
Iselyn looks toward me. I shift closer to her while my mother-in-law moves toward my father-in-law. She grabs my hand. “Will your life be in danger?”
“Nah, Angel. Your husband is impossible to kill.” I lean closer to her. “Especially when I know there’s a warm pussy waiting for me.”
She slaps my shoulder. “Be serious, Matleon.” Her face is filled with worry.
