“Don’t be mean.” Grace glared at him with an intensity that might make someone cower if they didn’t know our mother.
“What do you want, Liam?” I growled.
“You’re fucking up everything. We need that building to finish the State Street Project. Sell it to us, or else,” he snarled.
“Bold of you to threaten him in front of two law enforcement officers,” Lexi warned.
Liam laughed. “I’m so beyond that it’s laughable.”
“I’m willing to sell it for what I bought it for. The only reason I bought it was because you’re fucking with my business,” I spat.
“That dumb little event venue? Waste of money.” His eyes rolled.
“Hey.” Grace threw something at him. “I’m getting married there, you asshole. It’s not dumb or a waste.”
“Did you just throw a piece of zucchini at me?” Liam blinked.
Katie was trying not to laugh. Where once I’d tell Grace to leave it, I was super curious if he could take what our little gamma could dish out.
“You should be glad that I’m over here or I’d punch you in the tits. Bullies are not welcome. Go be a twatwaffle someplace else.” Grace threw another piece of zucchini at him.
“Yeah, go away, Liam.” Rami threw an onion at him.
“When’s the last time you did something nice for your omega?” Evan added, tossing some broccoli.
“Go fuck a pineapple.” Riley held a chopstick like a throwing knife.
Should I take it from her? Yes. Would I? No.
Liam stood there, incredulous, as the chopstick hit him in the chest.
“Arrest him, Officer.” Grace laughed.
“Unfortunately, you can’t arrest people for just being assholes.” Jett sighed and shook his head.
“My job would be so much easier if you could,” Lexi agreed.
“Look, he told you that he’ll sell you the building. Fuck, I’m sure he’ll sell you the other building, too. You know you can afford it, and honestly, you and Mom brought this on yourselves. As the courts ruled, you can’t keep his shit from him, and you knew not to lowball that property owner, but you did anyway. I think the term isfuck around and find outand you just found out,” Katie taunted.
The judge had literally laughed my mom out of court, too.
“You are going to regret this.” Liam scowled and flicked some onion off his sleeve. “Also, you should teach them to behave.”
“I’ll teach you a few things,” Grace grumbled as Wes practically sat on her to keep her from getting up.
“Are you threatening my family, Liam? I don’t think you understand who you’re dealing with here.” Spencer strode over to him and growled, “This ismyfamily. Mine. You don’t threaten us. You don’t threaten our businesses. Or it’s you who will regret it.”
Spencer growled again, the room filling with dominance. Sometimes I forgot who and what Spencer’s family was, because he was so mild-mannered and his father was a professor. Leaders. Rulers. Ruthless business executives. Rich-ass motherfuckers whoexpectedto get their way and had been doing so for averylong time.
“You heard him.” I stood, joining Spencer. “This is a private party. If you’d like to meet, please call my office tomorrow and make an appointment.”
A server came by. “Is there a problem?”
“Yes, please call security, this alpha is bothering us,” Grace called.
“Please, he is most unwelcome.” I glared at my older brother.
“I’ll see myself out.” Liam scowled at me and left.
