3|Babysitting

~Kai~

I glared at Hunter. He was trying his best not to roar out laughing but failing fucking miserably.

I kept my distance from that annoying brat. Five feet away from her car, I took shelter under the tree’s canopy, nursing my bruised face and ego.

She’s lucky she’s a girl, not just any girl but Bossman’s little sister, or else I would’ve recouped what she did to me ten folds. She sits quietly behind the wheels of her Rover, wiping her cheeks harshly every ten seconds. I don’t know why she’s crying. She looked hurt, but I checked out her body and found no injury.

Yes, I fucking checked her out because she’s gorgeous. Her make-up-smeared cheeks only made her appear like a damsel in distress. Eyes so green, cute little nose and pouty lips. She kept running her fingers through her dark waves, musing them to perfection.

A permanent current seemed to keep sizzling under my skin where we had been in contact earlier. My hands, my chest, and my legs. I had been with many women, but my body never responded this way. She didn’t even touch me intimately, nor bat an eyelash. She gave me a black eye, for fuck’s sake. But she awakened something in me. Her mere presence, annoying as such, sends my mind into a chaos of indecent thoughts.

Hunter, standing in front of the car, prevented her from leaving the premises unless he ran him over.

After she elbowed me in the face, she tried to leave again, but Hunter stopped her from doing so. He used words, reasoned with her, and it worked! Now my cousin is laughing at my quickly swelling face.

For a small woman, she did good damage to my face and, worse, my reputation.

Moments later, Ro ambled across the lawn with Klaus and Rylee in tow.

Klaus surveyed the situation, his eyes landing on his sister.

“Hey,” Rylee, Klaus’ wife, broke the still silence between the three of us, speaking directly to the annoying brat, a.k.a Berenice.

From what Bossman told us, Rylee’s plan was to talk to Berenice and get a feeling of her actual situation. Rain and Ghost will come to their rescue. Once they’re out and safe, they’ll blow this place up. With about two hundred men in the vicinity, it seems an impossible feat for three people to follow. But Rylee is not just a pretty face; she has brains and skills, a cunning and deadly assassin. It’s what drew Klaus to her. He’s like a moth to a flame, insanely in love with his wife, and he couldn’t bear the thought of sitting around while Rylee does all the work.

Berenice broke her intense glare from the windshield and turned to Rylee. Recognition flickered on her face. Her green eyes showed emotion other than anger. “Can you tell these dogs to leave me alone?”

‘Dogs?’ Insulted by her words, I pushed away from the tree with a grumble. I need more distance from that brat. “Fucking brat,” I huffed, pulling out a cigarette stick, and lit it up.

Hunter chuckled. I glared at him, throwing the freshly lit stick to his face. “What?” he asked innocently, still wearing that insulting grin.

“Stop laughing at me!” I groaned. If Klaus wasn’t here, I would’ve pulled out my gun and grazed his head with a bullet. I was a better shot than him, anyway.

“I can’t help it,” Hunter replied. “We finished the job scratch-free, only for a chick to give you a black eye.”

Ro snorted. Klaus’ eyes twitched, clearly fighting off the urge to join the fun at my expense. Since I’m the youngest on our team, they always make fun of me. I’m used to it, but that doesn’t mean I like it.

When Hunter’s laughter mellowed down, Klaus nodded at him, Ro, and me, needing privacy with his sister. 

Ro led us to the dirt path dotted with palm trees serving out of the estate. From our vantage point, I could still make out the frown on Berenice’s face.

Their exchange continued. Rylee was the mitigator between the three of them, calming her obviously infuriated husband. How she manages to calm Bossman when he looks like an agitated beast is still a mystery to me. Neither sibling seemed to be happy with whatever they were discussing.

“Berenice!” came the broken voice of a woman. She had the heart shape of Berenice’s face. She must be the brat’s mom. Just like Berenice, her cheek is a mess of makeup and tears. I have no idea what happened between them, but Berenice doesn’t look happy to see her.

“Kai!” Klaus’ commanding voice pulled my attention from the woman. “Go with her and make sure she’s safe.”

I was itching to leave this place, to get away from this brat’s disturbing presence that I didn’t understand what he said. It took me ten seconds to process what he commanded.

‘Go with her?’ I glanced at him, Rylee, and Berenice, and back at Klaus.

 “Why me?” I protested, my voice rising an octave higher. “I’m not babysitting that bi- “ Klaus’ eyes narrowed at me. He might see me as a younger brother, but while working for him, I have become acquainted with his moodiness. One twitch of his eyes, a quirk of his lips, and I knew reasoning with him would be futile. “Fine!” I huffed, dragging my feet to the driver’s side of the Land Rover.

Like an obedient child, Berenice slipped out and moved to the passenger side. It’s like she was running away from her mother.

Once the doors slammed shut, I stepped on the gas. Berenice fumbled with her seatbelt as the car swerved on the dirt path, leaving dust behind.

I had no idea where I was going or what the deal was with this brat. God help me, but I don’t have a good feeling about this situation.