I recognize the first one as Eli. I met him fleetingly in the Elites’ mansion and Landon always made it a point to separate me from him. For some reason, that made Eli more insistent about interacting with me, which, in turn, provoked Lan’s toxic, over-the-top possessive traits.
The man accompanying him is Aiden, who’s an older copy of Eli. Tall, imposing, and intimidating without even trying.
I don’t see him in that light, though. According to Lan, his Uncle Aiden has always been his number one fan, the enabler of his anarchy-driven mind, and the one who understands his antisocial behavior the best.
His dad does, too, now, but it took him some time to come to terms with the fact that Lan is and always will be different—mostly because he used to treat his siblings in an antisocial manner.
“And what are you doing here?” Lan glares at Eli.
“What’s with the cold welcome, dear cousin? I was terribly wounded in my nonexistent heart when you invited Dad for dinner and didn’t consider including me.” Eli wraps an arm around his father’s shoulder. “We come as a set.”
“Did he force his way to come with you, Uncle?”
“Pretty much,” Aiden says with a poker face. “He said, and I quote, ‘Of course my presence is welcome. Who wouldn’t enjoy my godly company and stimulating conversationalist eloquence?’”
“Me, for one.” Lan grins. “I can think of someone else who wouldn’t either. Maybe I should text that someone so they can judge your stimulating conversationalist eloquence.”
“Dad…” Eli says, all humor absent. “Remember when I said I want Lan gone?”
“Yes, constantly.”
“I still want him gone.”
“Too bad I’m here to stay.” Lan makes a face. “And stop asking your dad for help like a little bitch. How old are you? Six?”
“You’re playing with fire, twat.”
“Burn, dear cousin. Burn.”
“Boys,” Levi says, pinching the bridge of his nose. “When are you going to grow out of this meaningless rivalry?”
“Let them be.” Aiden smiles. “It’s amusing.”
Lan's expression goes from playful to burning hot when he spots me with his mother.
He comes to escort me, his hand landing on the small of my back as he guides me to the center of the living area.
Eli offers me his charming smile. “We meet again, Mia.”
“Hi.”
“Isn’t it about time you decide this one right here isn’t worth your time?”
“Ignore the waste of space.” Lan doesn’t even pay him attention. “Uncle, meet Mia. The future queen to my kingdom.”
My cheeks heat and I hope it’s not as obvious as I think it is. What’s with him and all the labels today?
I offer my hand. “It’s nice to meet you, Mr. King.”
“Please. Call me Aiden.” He returns the shake with a firm but brief one. “I must say, you’re one brave young lady for putting up with someone like Lan.”
“I’ve been saying that for months,” Eli agrees.
“Hey.” Lan seems offended. “You’re supposed to be on my side, Uncle.”
“It takes courage to put up with you, so of course I have to give credit where credit is due.” He leans over. “Give me a call if this one gives you trouble.”
“Me, too,” Levi says.
“Dad!” Lan scoffs.
“Leave my boy alone.” Astrid wraps her arms around his waist in a hug and he smirks, then pretends to be wounded.
“See, Mum? No one understands my worth.”
“I’ll add my number to the Landon Hotline,” Eli says, almost too excitedly.
“Can’t be busier than the Eli Hotline,” Lan shoots back. “I know because I’ve been taking care of the fallout for years.”
Eli glares at him and Lan merely waggles his brows.
Aiden and Levi share a look, then shake their heads, almost exasperatingly.
I only just met this family and I already love them.
They’re different from mine. While I always thought we were so close-knit, what Maya did ruined everything.
We’ve been taking it slow, but I’m learning to forgive her. She hit rock bottom after that incident. Apparently, as I suspected, she had a major crush on Ilya, Jeremy’s senior bodyguard, and probably even started a secret relationship with him.
But evidently, she did something so unforgivable, he broke up with her. Then the thing with Mrs. Pratt happened and I cut ties with her.