“Let’s go,” I said.
Calvin lifted his head. His hazel eyes shimmered with unshed tears.
“Sayge called you, didn’t he?”
“I was already out looking for you three,” I said.
Calvin shook his head. “Why? Was it you who set our place on fire?” His voice cracked, and I took a step toward him.
“Why would I do that?”
Calvin shrugged. “Fuck if I know. You’re a part of the mafia. They do shady shit and ruin peoples’ lives every day. Wouldn’t burning down a building be a normal Tuesday for you?”
“It’s Friday,” I said.
“That’s—” Calvin sighed and tossed his head back, thumping against the brick wall.
“Get up, let’s go.”
“No, they are better off without me,” Calvin said. His head fell forward once more, and he rested it on his knees. “Everything is always on my shoulders. Just for once, I’d like not to be in charge.”
Calvin’s arms tightened around his legs as he continued to sit there. “I can’t keep doing this.”
Enough. I wouldn’t let this be what broke them. Only I was allowed to shatter them.
I snatched Calvin up and forced him to look at me. “You only have to obey me.” Calvin stared at me, his mouth opening and closing, but I didn’t waver. “Get in the car now.”
His hazel eyes moved to the alleyway’s entrance.
“Do I have to repeat myself, Calvin?”
He visibly shivered. “No.”
I tightened my hold on him, grabbed his chin, and turned his face back toward me. “Try again.”
He trembled in my hold, but the light returned to his gaze. Calvin licked his lips.
“No...Daddy.”
A blush crept up his face. The urge to have him right there in the back of some alley was strong. If it weren’t for my need to bring them back home and lock them away, I’d shove his pants down and take what was mine.
I reluctantly pulled back, but I didn’t let him go. I’d come too close to losing them, and there was no way I’d make the same mistake. Keeping them close was the only way I would ensure they were okay. If my hold on him was too tight, Calvin didn’t complain once as I led him to the car.
Sayge had the door open. His gaze searched my expression before he looked past me. The moment he saw Calvin, a bright smile took over his face. I stopped just outside of the door and pulled Calvin forward.
He didn’t protest as he entered and sat with Sayge as Dar still took up the other seat. I stood there staring at them. I’d been watching them since they left, but it still didn’t feel real.
I closed the door and moved to the front, agitated. I hadn’t brought someone to drive so I could sit back there with them. I lowered the privacy window the moment I sat in the front seat.
Pulling off, I headed back to my home. Throughout the drive, I continued to check them through the rearview mirror. No one had spoken. It was vastly different than before. Sayge met my gaze as we stopped at another light.
“You drove?” Sayge asked.
I nodded. I had no intention of waiting for any of my men. All that would have happened was me murdering them and taking the wheel regardless.
“Figured you didn’t know how.”
“Of course, I know how. I have to do certain jobs alone,” I said.