Page 102 of Killian De Luca

“One thing, I want you all to know and understand is that my dad and I are not the same. He may be the devil you all are afraid of and talk about but he’s nothing compared to me. This is your guys’ only warning.”

To be completely honest, I want to leave this fucking place and go back to the hotel room with Reign or just go on the dance floor and dance with her. I haven’t seen her yet because as soon as I entered the room there had to be a meeting with all the bosses.

Leo is here but not my dad which made me suspicious of him.

“Trust me, Killian, we’ve heard about you. We know you aren’t your dad,” Manon says, the French leader.

Manon is the youngest of the leaders. He’s twenty-five right now and took the role two years ago due to his dad passing from cancer.

I look forward to working with him since I’ve heard nothing but good things about him.

He’s quiet but deadly, my favorite type of fucked up.

“Good, then we shouldn’t have a problem.”

We talk about a few more things, what we need to look out for, police force or some secret societies, and other business. In these private meetings we don’t talk about alliances or feuds between groups because it causes issues. My dad has brought me to many meetings so I can watch and learn. This is the first meeting I’ve had as boss and by myself.

During the meeting and the closing statements I notice that Malcom and his underboss isn’t here.

The thoughts swarming through my head make my stomach clench, especially since I haven’t seen Reign either.

My heart rate picks up as I think of all the possibilities that could be happening.

My dad.

Malcom.

Reign.

Fucking Reign.

Once the meeting is over, we all leave the room, me being the first. I take out my phone and look through my messages but see none from Reign.

I grip the phone in my hand as I look around the ballroom for her, but I don’t see those blue eyes anywhere.

I see Kyra and Lia sitting at a table in the back but no Reign or Malcom.

A burn hits my chest making me cough, I try to hold it in as best as I can.

I walk towards Jamie who is talking to some man across the room.

“Jamie, pleasure to see you here,” I say, making Jamie turn his head towards me. He raises an eyebrow, basically asking me to leave. I look at the guy he’s talking to. “Sorry to interrupt but I have important business to discuss with Jamie, here.”

The guy looks annoyed but leaves.

“What can I do for you De Luca?” Jamie says in a bored tone.

“Where’s Reign?” I ask, getting straight to the point.

Jamie raises an eyebrow at me. “I thought she was with you. I haven’t seen her since she left the hotel room.”

My jaw clenches and I feel my heart race.

I don’t answer him, instead I turn around and walk towards the exit.

Jamie yells after me but I ignore him.

My dad, Malcom, fucking Reign.