King of the Underworld by RJ Kane

Chapter 312

Chapter Three Hundred Twelve

Adrik

The guys were waiting on us when we walked into the kitchen. They’d been stressed because Sephie had seemingly taken a torn for the worse over the last week, on top of everything else. She never took it out on any of us, but it still affected everyone to see her so cranky. And they were starting to miss her because she basically did nothing but sleep.

“Good morning, princess,” Ivan said as she walked into the kitchen. She was in front of me, so I couldn’t see her face, but I knew by the look on Ivan’s face that she was smiling at him.

“Super Squish,” she said as she walked to him. She looked around, noticing Stephen wasn’t in the kitchen. “He’s downstairs getting breakfast. He’ll be right back,” Ivan said before she could even ask. They’d banned her from trying to cook until she had the use of both arms. That was one reason why we think she took a turn for the worse. She was trying to do too much and suffered because of it. She wasn’t happy with the ban, but she finally relented. After every single one of us scolded her for arguing with us.

“How did you sleep, gazelle?” Misha asked as she made the rounds in the kitchen.

“Like I was dead,” she said, laughing. Andrei handed her a cup of coffee, saying, “this will help bring you back to life.”

Stephen walked back into the penthouse, clearly happy that she was awake. “How’s your appetite this morning. Seph?” he asked. “I got you French toast this time. Maybe a sugar high is what you need,” he said, grinning at her.

“That’ll keep me awake for 10 extra minutes today,” she said sarcastically. She still hugged him and thanked him for remembering she loved French toast.

She picked at her breakfast, eating some of it, which was progress from the previous few days. She saved the rest of it for later, in case she got hungry again. Really, she was saving it for one of the guys. They would always eat her leftovers at some point.

“When do you meet with the police commissioner?” she asked, chasing around a bite of toast on her plate but not actually eating it.

“Tomorrow. I was waiting to see what Sal did before I met with him. He knows, loosely, what’s happening, but I need to fill him in on everything,” I said.

and who had him staying?” she

house for days after Trino delivered Anthony and Lorenzo to him. Trino had his guys watching Sal the whole time. They could see him inside the house. Like Stephen said, if it wasn’t Sal, it would’ve been @artbreaking. He was definitely in mourning. We were waiting to see what he was going to do next. Trino had offered to take care of Sal. “I’m still pi ssed he would try to go around me and make a deal with the Mexicans. I’ll be happy to take

told him. One less thing I would have to worry about. We had guys watching Niko and Vito as well. Both paid visits to Sal while he was sh ut in his house. Both were

own lives.

with being terrified for their own lives, they were still trying to collect the new taxes they’d imposed on their people. Massimo’s underbosses were still trying to collect taxes

to be invaluable to me during this entire situation. I had not expected him to come through the way he was. During one of the short windows when she was awake, I’d talked to Sephie about it.

skeptically. “He knows you trust actions more than words. Because he’s very similar to you. You’re going to need to return the favor when it comes to the Mexicans when this

but she was trying to smile through it. “You shouldn’t worry, love. Trino took care of them by himself last time. If we help him,

worry. I can’t help it.” I could feel her frustration as I pulled her as close to me as possible. We were both missing the ability for me to hold her

lung, just to make sure everything was still functioning properly. We all went to the hospital with her.

your breathing?” he

I’d like it to be, but it’s

feeling

I think? I can’t take a deep breath because of my ribs, so it feels like there’s not enough air all the time,” she

want to see

able to see all of her lung. It was painful for her, but not like it was before she left the hospital. I stood to the side and tried to help her with the pain as much as I could. It worked better when I could touch her. She didn’t have tears in her eyes this time when I walked back to the table she was lying on. I strapped her arm back in the sling and helped her sit up so we could put my oversize sweatshirt back on her. At least she’d been staying warmer with the

the exam room while he looked at her x-rays. He had a concerned

he asked, sitting on a stool in front of her.

days. She’s only been awake a few hours each day,” Ivan said. “Literally everything wears her out.”

she did before when

of being at home, but now she’s struggling to breathe again like she did

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