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"Izzie!" I squealed.

I don't hear his reply, just screams, and noise. I speed walk to the room, hoping the crazy bitch hasn't done anything.

"What the fuck?!"

Adele was ripping his bedsheets, throwing things around that obviously had no importance to him because Iskander was patiently waiting for her to stop her tantrum. I pushed her onto the floor.

She gasped. "What the hell?!"

"What the fuck are you letting this grown-ass woman do? Do you have no shame? At your biblical ages, both of you!" I yelled in frustration.

"Hop over a border bitch."

"Adele, enough." Iskander said, eerily calm. "Now that you're done with your...childish behaviors, I need you to pack your bags and get the hell out of my house. I'll see you in court for partial custody of Kenji, and don't try to fight for more. I'm being generous as is."

I sigh in relief; finally, Iskander does something, but Adele laughs. "You're not going to do anything; what you will do and send this woman back over the border."

"This woman is taking care of your child!" Iskander sneered, breaking character. "You've been nothing but a fucking pain in my damn ass. You wanted a child, and you have one, but you don't seem to understand that I found our son in another man's house, underweight and abused. You never asked and never fucking cared. You were annoyed that he was stuttering in the first place. He's your fucking son, yet he feels nothing but anxiety and stress around you."

"She could never be a true mother to my son!" Adele yelled.

Oh my god, what the fuck am I doing here?

"She is more of a mother than you will ever be; get the fuck out of my house," Iskander said, going back to his calm and relaxed facade.

Adele screamed like a little girl running out of his room. I looked at Iskander, who rolled his eyes. "So, I'm not a pain in your ass?"

"You're only centimeters smaller than the pain Adele gives me."

"You make me do shitty things, Iskander! You really do!"

Adele's holding a baseball bat, and she swung it at me, "¡oh Dios mío!" (Oh my god!) I yelped, covering my head, but it didn't hit me.

When I looked up, Iskander was holding the baseball bat, glaring at Adele. His gun was now out and facing Adele's head. "You're pissing me the fuck off. Say one more thing, and I'll blow your head off." He said monotonically.

"Not in front of me, please," I said shakily. I knew he wasn't joking. I've been with this family too long to be foolish enough not to believe his words.

They were both taller than me, and I was in the middle. He shoots her brain and blasts all over me. Iskander sighs. "Just leave; I'll have your stuff sent to your parents."

Adele opens her mouth, but she's stopped by Iskander. "I dare you to say something." The gun cocks, and I turn around, burying my face in his chest.

But Adele acted smart and left, slamming doors and breaking a vase.

"Izzie, I don't want her anywhere near Kenji; I don't want her having custody at all."

"She won't." He confirmed. "Get some sleep, don't start your bullshit or your guts are on my floor."

"Threatening me now?"

"I was always threatening to you. You're just a dumbass, ignorant."

My hands move to his waist as I look up at him. "You can protect me. You've done it about two times."

"Three, saved you from getting shot, from drowning, and from getting a severe concussion."

"Ok, not too much." I rolled my eyes, not wanting to give him credit. He was looking down at me with a small smile which made my heart flutter. "You know, I wonder what twenty-year-old Izzie was thinking when dating Adele."

Iskander narrowed his eyes. "Why do you always ruin my mood?"

"Why does your mood ruin so quickly?"

Iskander chuckled, taking my hands off his waist. "Get the fuck out with your bullshit."

"Why, when you can listen to all my bullshit?" I whined.

When he realizes I have no intentions to move and grabs my waist and throws me over his shoulders. I giggled. "You have a nice ass, muchacho." (Boy)

He threw me onto his bed, and I spread my legs. I was wearing scrubs, but it didn't stop Iskander from looking and his Adam's apple bobbing. "If you like it so much, you should fuck it again."

Iskander groaned, rolling his eyes. "Goodnight, get some rest. You're going to need it."

I furrowed my brows. "Why?"

"Because you're going to Eva's house to get Kenji, you need to rest up for the long conversation with Eva's mother."

"Izzie, don't you dare."

"I do dare, get to sleep, dumb ass."

He closed the door, and I groaned. Eva's a quiet child with a quiet father and a quiet five-month-old baby brother, but her mom, oh my god, her mother, can talk.

I don't want to talk to her. I'm going to send Ivan.

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"Hello?"

I smiled mischievously. "Hey, mi corazon!"

Ivan chuckled. "What do you want?"

"I need you to pick up Kenji from Eva's house; I'm kind of busy, and Izzie's gonna kill me if Kenji isn't home by two."

"Iskander's in Japan right now. He's got a hit on a Japan コンシリエーレ." (consigliere)

"What the hell is a kon–konshiriēre?"

Ivan chuckled. "A consigliere."

"Isn't that Italian?"

"Yea, well, it started with Italy, and now the mafia's everywhere. My point is, Iskander's busy killing someone; how is he going to know?"

"He's going to call me at two."

"Lie," Ivan says simply.

"Ivan, do you not know the guy you shared the womb with for nine months?"

"Renata, Eva's mom...she's a bit irritating."

"Please, Ivie, I beg of you. Do it for your nephew."

"And future nephews and nieces."

I blushed....please don't tell me I have a breeding kink. No, I don't; Iskander's just another man.

"Ivan, just do it."

Ivan groans. "Fine, only because I like you."

"Thank you!"

"Yea, ok, you owe me." He hung up, and I went to go check if Iskander really left...yes, I actually didn't know he had left.

Este idiota didn't tell me anything. What will I tell Kenji when he wants to spend time with Iskander?

He obviously didn't think that through, or maybe he did and thought Kenji would be fine.

Ay yai yai, he's so dumb.

The doorbell rings, and I raise my eyebrows in surprise; jeez, Ivan's fast. But when I opened the door, it was someone completely different.

I furrowed my brows. "Carson? Wha–" He handed me a bouquet of roses.

"I wanted to surprise you; last time I picked you up and I memorized the address. I–I hope you don't mind."

I sighed helplessly. "Carson, this isn't–"

"Renata–oh?" Ivan furrowed his brows when he saw Carson. He was holding a sleeping Kenji. "Who the fuck is this?"

Oh shit.

I can't with this writing bro