8. Zeus
A LITTLE TIME LATER…
The streets were a buzz. Like we knew it would, the “slaughter”, , hit the news hard. On the block, there were multiple businesses with cameras that caught the action. By design, all the businesses on the block were either directly owned or silently owned by a Mount O Rider. The only part of the video footage that was problematic was the end with the headshots. Tekhne was able to do her thing with the videos to make sure fault did not fall on us.
From the video footage, it was clear that it was an attack, and we were simply defending ourselves. When we were asked about the headshots given to all the fuckas on the ground, it was as simple as a group of people trained to protect themselves. All our firearms were legally carried. The mayor and chief of police came together with a statement about searching for the hooligans who would attack a group of people. The Mount Olympus Riders were known in the Charlotte community because of the service that we committed ourselves to. We also donated funds yearly to police organizations to help keep the streets safe.
“Mmm.” Jin moaned before she shifted on my lap. Last week, she fell asleep straddling my lap while we watched television. I made her straddle my lap to feed her. She still wasn’t eating like I wanted her to, but she was doing better. Now this was an every other day thing. She claimed she took her best naps on my lap.
I rubbed her back in a counterclockwise circle. I kissed her temple, then all over her face to rouse her awake. She’d been asleep for almost two hours. The movie we started watching together was almost over.
“I don’t want to,” she mumbled.
Lately, the only time that she turned her cochlear off was when she was with me. That was a far difference from when I first met her. She used to always have it off. My baby loved her loud silence, but now, not so much. Hestia suggested that we get her into some counseling.
I continued to kiss her all over her face until her eyes fluttered open. She lifted her head with a pout. When she sat up and stretched, like a magnet, my hand went to her belly. It was like we found out she was pregnant one day, then the next week, her ass was showing. She had the cutest little baby bump that I couldn’t keep my hands off.
When she finally focused on me, her eyes were tight. Instead of talking, she signed. She also did that when she was annoyed, being petty, or a brat. “Why did you wake me up?”
I wasn’t about to play with her petty ass. “You didn’t eat your food before you went to sleep, and you barely ate lunch, love. You gonna eat something for me?”
She reached behind her ear before she spoke. “You better be lucky that I’m hungry. Did Mama Verne cook?”
My heart fluttered. She started calling my mama, Mama Verne a few days after we found out that she was pregnant. “Yeah, she did. Melody is on her way down here?—”
The sound of the alarm as well as the lights flashing on the wall let us know that someone opened the front door. I had the lights installed a while ago since Jin was pretty much moved in. There was also a construction crew building a studio here for her. That was a gift from my parents to her. My mama pulled me to the side one day and told me to give her anything she wanted if it meant that she would move onto the compound with us. I thought that Jin would put up more of a fight when I asked her to move, but she didn’t.
“I hope y’all are decent in here. I don’t want to see ass around here!”
Melody had recently made the decision to move here to be closer to her cousin. Both times when Dindi was attacked, she was in Cali, which she said was a problem for her. The original plan was for Melody to move into the lake house, but that plan was quashed by Poseidon.
“We got our clothes on, girl! Why are you so damn loud?” Jin asked Melody with a giggle.
Poseidon shook his head and laughed behind Melody. I was happy that my lil bro and Melody made a connection. He had always been a to himself type of person. Since we were kids, it was all about his books, the family, and when we were old enough, the club with him. Once he started practicing law, he kept himself out of the way, traveling. Melody was his opposite with her outgoing personality. It balanced them very well.
“Whatever! Go put more clothes on so we can get up the hill for dinner.”
I snickered at Melody telling Jin to put on more clothes. It was a fact that she hated wearing them. When she stayed at my parents’ house, she always wore sweats and T-shirts. When she started staying here with me, it changed to boy shorts and camisoles or those long, thin dresses that I didn’t know I liked until she wore them. I wasn’t sure if it was so much of the dress or the fact that she didn’t wear anything under it. Right now, she had on a dress.
When I gripped her chin, she knew what I wanted. With a smile, she connected her lips to mine. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” she replied before she hopped off my lap.
Poseidon sat down next to me on the couch after Jin and Melody skipped down the hall like schoolgirls. They were like Frick and Frack. It was the cutest shit ever.
“Everything good with you?” Poseidon asked. “I heard about the upcoming meeting request for you and Pops.” He was the only one that called our father Pops.
“I’m good. Yeah, Daddy told me about Aaron calling, asking for a meeting. I’m surprised but not really. I personally wouldn’t want to hear shit from a person that I knew killed my child.” I shrugged my shoulders. “We different though.”
Poseidon nodded. “Shit, if y’all only know what went into getting that block shit to read right in the media and the higher-ups. We need to recruit more criminal lawyers in our club,” he said with a titter.
“That doesn’t sound like a bad idea. Why don’t we sponsor a Know Your Rights type of event for the community. Invite criminal lawyers that you think would be a good fit for the club and our purpose. Ones that understand loyalty. If they can’t ride but want to learn, we can take care of that too.” We rarely recruited because there were so many that hung around with the hope of being a Mount O Rider. When we did recruit, it was for a very specific demographic that we needed.
Poseidon stroked his hand across the top of his head. “Yeah, that’s actually a good idea. I love the idea of the event. I’ll get Adora to get on that shit. I already know who I want to collaborate with. Out of the five, only one doesn’t currently ride.”
“That’s what’s up. As far as the meeting is concerned, let me know if you want to sit in. Hades already invited himself,” I told him.
The second that Hades found out about the meeting, he said his going was not negotiable. I figured why not make it a full family affair between the brothers. We were meeting at one of our lounges before we opened.
A smile popped onto my face at the feeling of arms wrapped around my neck from behind the couch. Jin had just washed her hair yesterday with her favorite rosewater shampoo mix. I loved that fucking shampoo. She tried to get me to wash my hair with it, but it was a hard no. I loved to smell my woman, not smell like my woman.
“I’m ready,” she said before she kissed my neck.
I grabbed both of her wrists, pulled them to the same side, then pulled them to gently flip her over my shoulder onto my lap. She erupted with laughter. I loved her playfulness. “Let’s go eat.”
We all got up to head up the hill. My mama texted earlier to let me know that she made a lemon pound cake. My baby had no problem eating that. When we got outside, I stopped walking when Jin stepped behind me. “Dindi, don’t you?—”
Her ass jumped up onto my back. This wasn’t something new, but I didn’t like it now. My mother told me that she would stop when she wasn’t able to anymore, but when would that be. She kissed the side of my neck, put her lips to my ear, then said, “I love you, Zee.”
“I love you too, deaf ass girl.”
She giggled to my words before she smacked the side of my head. “Don’t talk about me, Greek ass boy.”
This was one of my favorite views of Dindi—sitting on my lap while I was lying on my back as she rode my dick. It was even sexier now that her pregnant belly was showing.
“Fuck, Jin! Shit!” My hands gripped her hips to stop her from being overzealous on the dick. Her ass liked to fuck the hell out of me when she was on top.
She moaned lowly. “You feel so good.”
I reached up, grabbed her throat, then pulled her down to me. I needed to taste her lips. Her ass still bounced on my dick as we passionately kiss. God, I love this girl. When people saw us together, they thought that we’d been together for years, but no. My father once told me and my siblings that true, authentic love was not on a timetable and should never be. When you feel it and it was reciprocated, hold on to it.
Dindi popped into or was pushed into my life, depending on how you looked at it. I wasn’t ready for that feeling of love, but I wasn’t opposed to it either. I thanked the gods that I’d never been jaded in love. I was more readily available to accept love because I’d never been hurt by someone posing to love me. Another tidbit that my father taught us was that genuine love didn’t hurt. Did that mean that the people who truly loved you or you loved were perfect? No. It did mean that they would make conscience efforts to not hurt you.
Her pussy tightened around me, pulling a hiss from me. Pregnant pussy is the fucking devil. We were certainly having more than one child. Her rainfall started to come down. My hand moved from her neck to her hip to hold her in place. I thrusted up into her vigorously. Moments later, my dick drained into her. “Fuck!”
“I love you,” Jin cooed. She bounced a few more times on me before she climbed off to lie next to me. “You want to take a shower with me?”
I leaned over and kissed her lips. “Yeah, get it started. I’ll be in there in a second.”
She climbed out of the bed, then headed to the shower. The meeting with her father and brothers was tomorrow. It was guaranteed to be interesting, to say the least.
What happened to Dindi was still under wraps; however, Hades had no quarrels about putting out there that Cory was a rapist. It was funny that the second that started to circulate, women started coming forward with allegations of his sexual assault against them. They claimed that he threatened them and their family if they ever told anyone. From what had been said, it was well over ten women, some who were Kings’ Kitties. I wonder how his precious mother is handling that.
Jennifer made it no secret that she favored her son Cory over AJ and Jason. When there were club events that were open to the public and other clubs, she openly cooed over Cory and paid her other two sons no mind. Cory ate that shit up. I didn’t judge him for that because a mother’s love was something special. It was clear something in Jennifer and Cory’s relationship dysfunction was detrimental enough to turn him into a rapist.
MEETING WITH THE KINGS…
“Hades, don’t come in here and act crazy off the jump. Cool your heels,” my father reprimanded him.
We stood outside of our Basil Leaf Lounge , waiting for Aaron and his two sons to arrive. Poseidon had important meetings of his own, so he opted not to attend with us. Hades woke up this morning ready for war, and my father wasn’t on that. It was said best by Sun Tzu in Art of War , according to our father, “ He will win who knows when to fight and when not to fight. ”
Hades leaned against his bike, smoking a blunt. That was the best thing that he could do because he was the most laid-back when he was lifted. “Bampá, kaneís den prókeitai na ta válei me aftés tis skyles (Daddy, no one is going to mess with those bitches.)”
“I’ve heard habitual liars sound more convincing, Bro,” I said with a titter.
Hades knew that his ass was going to show his ass for at least ten minutes. It was in his nature. When our block got sprayed, the K.O.K lost a lot of their people that day. We also lost three of our own. That fucked with Hades more than anyone because as our enforcer, he felt that he slipped in some way that day.
Seconds later, three bikes slowly rolled into the parking lot. Hades, my father, and I pulled our guns to hold at our sides. You could never be too sure. The three riders stopped across from us, turned their motorcycles off, then took off their helmets. Aaron, AJ, and Jason wore scowls, which was understandable. I did kill their rapist ass brother.
“Kronos, thank you for meeting with us,” Aaron greeted after he dismounted his bike and walked over to my father. He extended his hand for a shake, and my father accepted it. “You know my sons, AJ and Jason.”
Both of his sons moved forward to begrudgingly offer their hands as a greeting. I guess their father had the don’t be an ass conversation with them too. My father accepted their hands as well before he instructed us to all follow him into the building.
We all sat at a tall table before Hades asked if anyone wanted drinks. After getting the drink requested, he walked over to the bar to make the drinks. No conversation took place until he came back. After he sat down, we all took a few sips, before Aaron got into it.
“Kronos, I’m trying to understand what happened that caused your son to take my damn son from me. I’ve never known the K.O.K and the Mount O to have beef. This claim of my son being a rapist is reproachable beyond belief. I’ve never known y’all to frivolously start wars.”
The pain in his voice almost made me feel remorseful for killing his son. Welp, that passed rather quickly. My father’s gaze fell on me before it went back to Aaron. “A fact and a claim are two different things. It is a fact that your son was a rapist.”
AJ jumped up from his seat. “My brother wasn’t a fucking rapist, bitch. Why the fuck we talking and not killin?—”
“Dead brother’s bitch, say what?”
Hades had his gun between AJ’s eyes. Aaron and Jason jumped up to pull their guns. They pointed them at my brother.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I said from my seat. “We would want you all to go to hell with bullet holes in your head to match your rapist ass brother. A real family affair.”
They looked at each other to see the red dots that decorated their foreheads before they looked up to see where they came from. Arke and Meliseus were posted, ready for anything. Hades pulled his gun back with a sinister laugh, then holstered it. Aaron and Jason holstered theirs next. It was only then that the red dots disappeared.
“Now, can we all have some decorum. Let’s sit and talk.” My father’s demeanor was cool, calm, and collected. He sipped his beer with his eyes on everyone. Once everyone sat, my father nodded his head toward me.
I leaned forward onto the table. “I figured that it would be a hard thing to hear about your son, especially without evidence. In no way do I want to see this shit again, but I know that you need to see why your son is no longer living.”
Aaron and his sons gawked at me with a bewildered expression. I glanced up to the balcony where Teckne sat. When I gave her the nod, the three televisions closest to us came on. There was no need to set up the video. They would know what it was from the moment it started.
I sat in silence, watching them watch my woman get attacked and almost raped. I took in the changes in their demeanor, facial expressions, and emotions. I didn’t look at the television because I might kill all three of them if I did. Aaron, because he raised a fuck boy and his sons, because they were brothers to a fuck boy. The gasps that left all their mouths to the sight of me snapping that bitch’s neck was satisfying.
The video was cut off after his body hit the ground. It felt like time stood still as silence rested uncomfortably in the air. All the Coopers looked bothered. Aaron the most, naturally.
“Th-this doesn’t make sense. Why would he do that? Something is not right.”
My father tilted his head. “You’re right, something isn’t right. Aaron, you may have never protected your daughter from your degenerate ass wife or your son, but my son will always protect his love and child at all costs. That cost was your son’s life.”
“Wait, wait! What are you talking about, he never protected his daughter? Who is his daughter?” AJ asked with tight eyes. “Pops, isn’t that the chick you fucking around with?”
My skin crawled at the simple implication of his question. Aaron sat there with a blank expression. He took a deep breath with his eyes closed.
“No, she is not a chick I’m fucking with. Dindi is your older sister, my daughter.” The truth shall set you free.