Chapter 46: The Deus meeting room

Elias’s POV

Still as sweet as sin even when he’s not in heat.

My fingers are twitching to be sucked again, and instead of doing that, I suck the residue of his juice that are around my lips into my mouth.

’More’ my alpha growls and I push him down.

Doing that to Noah in the hallway was not necessary.

I shouldn’t have touched him like that, but I couldn’t resist. When he makes a face like that, a face like he’s fighting himself for my sake, it’s impossible to look away.

For no reason, my body tells me I need to remind the blue eyed man who owns him.

Me.

I own him.

He’s wearing my wedding ring, he’s wearing my clothes, and he sleeps on my bed.

It’s me, Elias Deus, he needs not my older brother.

The men stationed at the doors open them for me before I would touch it.

I walk through it to enter into the Deus family meeting room, and it takes everything in me not to turn around and leave.

They really are infuriating.

My father and mother’s chair are adjusted so that they can keep their hands on each other, rather, so that dad can keep his hands on mom.

Obsessed. Worshipful. Devoted.

If he could, he would make a statue of my mother and ask the world to worship him...he did that once, but was slapped to sense by my mom.

Mother has more sense than who he’s married to.

But that fact is depending on the day.

"Where were you all day, Eli" mom asks softly, swatting dad’s hand away from his face.

"I took Noah on a walk" I stand behind my chair with my hands on it.

"Oh?" Mom asks.

"How was it?" Dad asks with one of his hands drawing slow circles on mom’s thigh. I would never understand him or what he calls love.

"Fine" I respond.

"Fine?" Dad repeats, one brow raised and his eyes on me.

"Why did you shoot him?" I ask and Mom’s eyelid twitches. My mother must have spoken to him about it.

"That boy has quite the mouth on him, doesn’t he?" is father’s response.

"Darius" mom murmurs in warning.

"Your husband is rude. He has no idea the sort of danger he’s in, does he? He thinks his father’s city is all rainbows and sunshine, and he thinks that we are the bad guys" dad continues to talk.

"We’re not exactly the good guys, are we honey?" Mom asks and Dad flashes him a dashing smile.

The urge to empty my stomach is strong. These two are tiring me out. They are getting older everyday and their desire for each other only grows stronger.

"Can I go yet?" I ask and they both look at me.

"Sit, your brothers will be here in a few seconds" mom says and I take my seat, zoning out when the two husbands start to murmur to each other.

I lick my lips again to see if I can get another taste of Noah’s strawberry.

I want to return to my room, continue where I stopped, make him cum on my fingers and show him the pleasures of heaven.

"Mom, I have to study" Kai announces as he enters the room with Damien behind him. Both of them look like they have better things to do.

Kai is wearing his gaming headset with his right hand in a fist, and Damien is wearing his workout shorts with sweat beading on his temple.

They don’t have better things to do.

Damien sits close to our parents and Kai sits close to me.

"Took you two long enough" father says disapprovingly before taking his hands off his husband and getting up.

My father, a tall man with built chest, pushes his hair out of the way. His lips pull down into a frown, and he pulls out a stick of cigarette from behind his ear.

He passes it to my mother to light it as he switches from being our father and the husband of Siren, to being the leader of Gotteigen, the God of the Gods family.

"There was a serious attack on our cargo" Darius Deus starts and Damien leans back in his chair, manspreading as he places his forefinger against his bottom lip.

"Which one?" he asks.

"The one brings my slaves from east London" he says and I groan.

The attackers saw a cargo full of humans branded with the name: DEUS, and went ahead with attacking it. Stupid. Very stupid.

My father went by sea all alone to deal with those people.

He razed the city, handpick the slaves, and now someone is asking...no, begging to lose their lives.

I may be Death, Damien may be Chaos, Kai may be Famine, but my father is Conquest.

Whatever that looks or remotely feels like a loss automatically drives him into a state of madness.

My mother passes the lit cigarette to dad. He is watching closely and not saying a word, yet.

"The attack was carried out just last night. And it means two things, someone leaked the information, and someone is going to die a painful death"

"Logically" Damien says with a smile.

"Do we have a lead on the offender?" I ask.

"Yes, someone by the name Roman Stiles, he is also a magazine perfect leader, well known and awarded by different presidents"

"If he’s a goodie two shoes, then he has no business dipping his hands in mafia business" Kai speaks for the first time.

"He thinks he’s some sort of Robin hood, and I really have no patience to tolerate idiots. I need those slaves and I need them as soon as in a week time" Dad slaps the table in his impatience and I see mom resting his hand on his back.

"I’m not letting you leave my side in this state, Darius" mom says, and we all agree with mother.

Father is dangerous and volatile in this state.

The last time he went on a mission like this, he threw a bomb into the presidential house, causing a three months war between that country and ours.

A mess.

I don’t like messes.

If my brothers and I go instead, I’ll be at the forefront. I’ll rein Damien in and keep Kai at bay.

"My brothers and I will find and bring them back to you" I speak for my brothers.

"And that Roman person, what will you do to him?" Dad asks.

"If he doesn’t comply, we’ll teach him a lesson and make him comply" I say.

"Can we talk strategy now?" Kai asks and father sits.

We’ll have to travel...and do I really want to leave my husband all alone like last time?

No.

No, I don’t want to.