King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

Chapter Three Hundred Thirty-Five

Sephie

That afternoon, while Andrei, Misha, and I were in the penthouse waiting on Adrik’s meetings to end, Ms. Jackson called Misha to ask if she could see me. He gave her an excuse of not being with me, but said he would find me and call her back. Ms. Jackson said, “don’t worry, son, I don’t want her to come down here.” Then she added very quietly, “it’s about Giana.” Misha promised to call her back in a few minutes after he found me and found out what my schedule was.

“Giana’s been kept to her apartment since we got Armando, hasn’t she?” I asked.

“She was, but they’ve recently let her go see Ms. Jackson, She’s under heavy guard, though. She can’t go anywhere on her own right now. She apparently threw a tantrum and threatened to ki ll herself and all kinds of nonsense, so they finally let her go see Ms. Jackson a few times a week just to shu t her up.” Andrei said.

“Huh. Wouldn’t have guessed that would ever happen,” I said, as sarcastically as possible.

“It’s up to you if you want to deal with this or not. I can call Ivan, too. We’ll go fetch her again if you want to see her. I can let Boss know, too,” Misha said.

“Ms. Jackson wouldn’t call if she didn’t have something important. Does she know about Armando and what he did to me?” I asked.

“I don’t think so. Nobody’s told her. She called a few times when you were still hurt, but I told her we were away. I didn’t think you’d be up for any kind of company,” Misha said. He looked worried that I would be mad at him gatekeeping my nonexistent social life.

“You were right to do so, my adorable Russian guardian, I couldn’t have handled talking to her before,” I said, smiling sweetly at him. I thought for at minute. “I don’t want her to come up here without Adrik knowing. He’s feeling extra private lately and I want to make sure I honor that.”

Misha quickly sent a few texts. “I told Viktor to talk to Boss about it. If he’s okay with it, he’ll send Ivan up and we can go fetch her.” Viktor quickly replied, meaning Misha must’ve caught Adrik between meetings. He read the message, looking somewhat perplexed. “He said it’s okay if she comes up, but not before he’s done for the day. He wants to be here when you talk to her.”

I smiled, knowing exactly why he wanted to be present. “Then Ms. Jackson can wait a little bit until he’s done for the day. He doesn’t have much longer anyway, does he?”

Andrei looked at his watch. “I think his last meeting should be starting shortly. I don’t think they’re going to see Armando today either. I think he wanted to go back to the house as soon as he was done.”

to tell us shouldn’t take too long. Only a slight change in plans,” I said. I got off the couch, walking to the kitchen. “It does, however, mean that I’m gonna need a

gazelle. I’m not supposed to be with you,” Misha said as

stood quietly while he had the conversation, trying not to laugh as I thought about how much it felt like we were doing something wrong. Once he ended the call, I asked, “I feel like we’re kids making plans to sneak out of the house later. Why do I feel like we’re about to be in

me. “You clearly never snuck out of the house when you were younger,” Andrei said. “This is nothing, comparatively

completely different. Just know that I’m going to blame everything on you two when we get caught. That’s what little sisters are supposed

always did, so that seems accurate,”

bad kid,” I said, rummaging through the refrigerator.

then. She’ll gladly tell you differently,” he said.

“I would expect this development from Misha, but not you. You’re so thoughtful now. I

Andrei said, laughing.

were the hellions in my family. I’m the angel,” Misha said, giving me his most

are they just as adorable as you are?”

kitchen, his phone in hand, to show me a picture of his siblings. I could tell they were related, but Misha got the best looks, by far. I looked at the picture for a moment, then looked to him.

loudly. “Yeah,

Bubba? Is your little

be a perk of being the youngest,” he said. He got up and walked to the kitchen as well, to show me pictures of his brother.

he’s not better looking than you,” I said, looking at the picture. Andrei’s brother was similar in height to Andrei, but he weighed significantly less than Andrei did. “Look at

he could see over my shoulder. “That’s a generous estimate, gazelle. I think you weigh more than he does and you’re too skinny

back, flipping through a few more pictures, then showed us another picture of his brother. “He’s a legit model, though,”

He doesn’t look as small there, but he’s still not prettier than

he said, dismissively. “My brother always got all the girls when we were younger. It’s kind

He must be very empty,” I