“Get rid of her,” I ordered quietly.
Wolf’s gaze flashed back to me, and even the woman lifted her head from his shoulder to glare at me.
Wolf’s nostrils flared. He didn’t like me ordering him, but he was being a dick to Mimi, and I didn’t like that. Still, with his hands on the woman’s waist, he moved her to her feet and took her hand, kissing the back of it. “I’ll see you later, my lovely.”
She smiled coyly, but it was too late. We all knew she was just a slut looking for a banging. “In your room?”
“Of course.”
She rested her free hand on his shoulder and brushed it down his arm as she turned. After shooting me daggers again, she finally left the room. I didn’t give a shit that I’d pissed her off.
Wolf picked up a knife and twirled it around his fingers. He rested his elbows on the table and leaned my way. “Never speak to me like that again.”
My lips tipped up, and I chuckled low. I leaned close also. “Your sister’s back for the first night, yet you sit there with some bird on your lap ignoring the glares she’s getting—”
“Ruin,” Mimi snapped low and shook her head.
Wolf flicked the knife my way, holding it with the tip of the blade to my neck. “What goes on at this table or in the house is howIwant it. You’re here becauseIallow it. That can change if you piss me off again.” He placed the knife back down, smiled at the people around the table, and clapped his hand before he took Mimi’s hand and squeezed it.
Mimi smiled up at him.
Fuck.
Maybe I’d jumped to the wrong conclusion, and I’d missed something.
Doors opened, platters were brought forward and set down throughout the table. No one moved to grab their food though.
Wolf cleared his throat. “Tonight, we welcome back my sister, Mimi, and with her is our guest, Ruin. I want no harm to come to either of them. If something happens, the person responsible will be punished.”
What the fuck? Seriously, I didn’t think Wolf ran the whole house like Talon did the Hawks MC, but they all sat there listening to him like the brotherhood listened to Talon. Some looked peeved over the idea of not harming us, but the others nodded and accepted his order.
I thought that’d be it, that we could eat and get out of there, especially for Mimi’s sake, but of course it wasn’t.
Jiro stood. “I will not eat at this table with people who desert the family and dishonour us.” His hard gaze landed on Mimi.
A look of anger swept over Mimi, and she stood. Her chair screeched over the hardwood floor. All eyes were on her when she said, “I would not have dishonoured the family if one of you had listened to me when I said I would not marrythatman.”
“It was a promised business deal. You have no right to tell us how to run things. You listen and do as you’re told.”
I snorted. I couldn’t help it. “How fuckin’ outdated.” I grunted when a foot met with my shin.
Wolf glowered at me before he stood and rested his hands on the table, staring down the room. “Since my father has signed everything over to me, you have noticed some things have changed already. More changes will come. Within the family and businesses.”
Another man stood quickly. “It is not something we speak of in front of outsiders.” Gazes turned on me and Mimi. Christ, I couldn’t fucking believe Mimi was seen as an outsider for not marrying an old fucker.
“I did not say I would speak of all changes now. The businesses are for another day, but for the family, that is another matter. I want to touch on one subject only. No longer will the women of the family be bargained off in any type of deals. They will not be forced into an arranged marriageunlessthey are willing and I hear it from them myself.”
“This is not how it’s done,” Jiro boomed.
Goddamn old prick.
Wolf straightened. “It is now, on my word.”
“Come,” Jiro ordered two women and three men, all of different ages, beside him. If I had to guess, one woman was his wife, the other his mother. The men looked younger, maybe his sons. Jiro stopped, and when he did, the rest of his family halted and looked down at two girls in their late teens. “Yuri, Hina, now.”
They bowed their heads and stared at their plates.
“Ima oki nasai, on'nanoko,” the wife snapped in Japanese.