Husband With Benefits
Chapter 305: An end

Chapter 305: An end

The six brothers sat around the large green table, each lost in their own thoughts even as they seemed to be concentrating on their card game.

Ian nursed his drink in his hand and sighed," Why did I not know we had so many relatives? Were they living in a hole, or were we?"

Demetri sighed and sipped his drink," They’d been pushed into a hold by, Grandfather so that he could protect us."

Erasmi shook his head," I had no idea the old man was paying off so many people. I did not even know that our mother had two brothers who are apparently our ’uncles’."

Lucien snorted and shook his head, "They are not uncles but more like leeches. Now that their blood source has been cut off, they are trying to latch onto us."

"I would have continued to support them if they had not created a scene at the memorial service today! Dam* it! No wonder Grandfather had already arranged the funeral and everything else. These people would have not let us bury him in peace." Seb groaned. "Who the heck fights over giving the eulogy? Did they think they were auditioning for a blockbuster movie?"

Demetri shook his head and threw down a card," They’ve all been taken care of so there is no need to worry.

Ian looked at the others and asked, "Have you all read the letters that Grandpa left you?"

That question was followed by another round of cursing as each man buried their nose in either their cards or their drink, refusing to talk. The old man had left them in a quandary that neither of them was willing to talk about. Ian could not help but wonder if the contents had been unsettling for all of them. Were they the same requirements that he’d left for him or was it different?

Finally, he turned to Demetri," What did Nora’s letter say?"

"She refused to show it to me. But I did hear her cribbing something along the lines that she was going to name our baby Eli when hell froze over. It seems the oldie told her to name our kid after him."

That caused a round of chuckles, as they all recognized that it was definitely possible for the old man to have made such a request.

Recognizing that his brothers had no response, he turned to Erasmi who was also avoiding looking at him," You haven’t read yours."

"At least read it. You might regret it later." Gabe finally gave his two cents. The other brothers nodded in agreement, making Demetri look at them curiously. His letter had only contained an apology and advice from the old man.

"Yes. You might get some closure."

I don’t need any closure from the old man. Erasmi sighed and shook his head," When are you holding the wedding, Demon?"

"In another six months. Why?"

"We need to discuss the arrangement for taking over the CEO role. I don’t want it."

"You still want to go on a tour?"

"Yes. I’ll return for the wedding since I’m going to be your best man."

"Hey! We are all the best men. You can’t take the position alone," Ian protested.

"Not up for discussion. You can be the second best man since you will be taking part in all the arrangements for the wedding. I’m leaving tonight."

"You can all be the best men, alright? We’ll make it a rotating position."

Ian grinned, raising his glass, "To the best rotating best men in history!"

Laughter echoed around the table, temporarily alleviating the weight of their recent loss and familial revelations. As the atmosphere lightened, Demetri turned back to Erasmi, whose announcement had been like a bomb just now.

"Isn’t that too soon?" Seb asked with concern.

"I was waiting for Demon to return."

"Read your letter before you leave, Erasmi." Gabe suggested softly.

Erasmi stared at Gabe carefully before looking away. Did Gabe know something that he did not? Erasmi did not tell them that he was going to leave right away, his packed bags already sitting in the car. The cursed letter inside.

Demetri sighed and looked at his twin," Erasmi, are you sure about the CEO position. You are the rightful heir."

"I’m not cut out for it, Demon. Not anymore. I’d rather not do this. I’ve been looking forward to the tour."

Demetri stared at his brother carefully, while Ian added, "Fair enough. Just don’t disappear completely, alright?"

Erasmi nodded, a hint of gratitude in his eyes. "I won’t disappear. You’ll see me at the wedding, and I’ll be back when you least expect it, probably with some wild tales from the tour. And probably more se* escapades than you all."

Seb chuckled at that and mocked," That is impossible, Remi! You’ve got a decade to catch up on and we are not going to be celibate while you are playing catch."

That made laughter resonate around the table while they slowly started to concentrate on the game at hand. As the night came to an end, the brothers all walked off in different directions, knowing their paths might be different but they would always have each other’s backs. They present had changed but they were still the same.

As Demetri entered his house, his eyes went to scan the familiar couch, a smile on his face as he watched his wife asleep there, surrounded by books, just like in the past. With a smile, he gently picked her up in his embrace and carried her to their room, realizing now, what his grandfather had meant by finding a home for himself.

Nora opened her eyes sleepily as she caressed his face," You’re back."

"Hmm."

"So, has grandfather told anyone else to name their kid after him? Did you let them know that they could have the honour."

Demetri smiled and shook his head, as she pouted, "Our first born is going to be named Elijah Frost?"

Demetri chuckled and quickly pecked her nose, "Think about the satisfaction you will have when the kid is naughty and you can scold him."

Nora giggled at that and wound her arms around his neck," You do know how to look at the bright side."

Demetri smiled and stood up, before getting rid of his clothes and into bed as he reminded her," You do know that you can name our kid anything else. The old man was only kidding, maybe wanting to get a rise out of you, since he did not have the chance to do it alive."

Nora smiled and shook her head," I don’t mind. You loved that old coot. But..."

As Nora was about to add a condition, she was pulled into a hard chest as her chin was nudged upward to receive a kiss.

"What are you doing?"

"We need to practice the deed. How else will we get a firstborn...Hmm?"

Nora smiled as she received the kiss. Her husband was right. Practice makes perfect.

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