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I follow her through the corridor, the club, up the stairs, passing through the reception, back into the small corridor I came through from the bar, but she takes the door leading to the foyer for the apartments.
“Babe, I don’t want to disturb Luke… maybe he’s…”
“We’re not going there.” I follow her into the elevator, watching as she presses the ‘No. 2’ button, the floor of my future apartment.
I turn my head to her, confusion straining my features, but I’m met with a mischievous expression.
When the elevator stops and the doors open, she flips a switch of a faint dangling light, and my mouth falls open. Way down. And I have to force myself to close it because I’m in complete shock.
“You… how? Where did you… Fuck…”
She laughs as she excitedly grabs my wrist and yanks me inside, onto the dirty, bare concrete floor.
“I made some calculations some time ago and realized I have some spare money to start the renovations slowly. Build some bones.”
Lulu has money to live, tied up in investments and bonds, but not necessarily spare cash to make a no-return investment, as in my apartment. We’re investing together, although she argued it’s her building so most of the investment has to be hers, but since our priorities changed to the club, there’s barely anything left for this place. We decided to trickle club profit in here to help us out. But it seems the vixen found some money already, and I’m not sure what’s stopping me from screaming in joy and jumping all over the damn place! Maybe the memories of the rotten, broken floor that was such a hazard. Only now, it’s completely gone.
“Fucking hell… Oh my God!” It’s all I can express right now, and the wide smile on her face makes me wanna fucking kiss her!
The walls are cleaned and scrapped back to the brick, and the mold which riddled every surface is gone. Even the wood frames for the walls are built, electric cables already weaving through some of them.
Fuck, this is amazing!
“The electrics will be done in about a week, maximum two, and the walls will be rebuilt after. It will take a bit of time. We’ll see what position we are in by then.” She walks straight ahead toward the very tall windows on the opposite side of the room, the soft moonlight shining through them, filling the space with a deep blue shade, giving me a strong urge to steal some money, just so I can get this place done quicker and move in.
“Wouldn’t you want this space when it’s ready?” I watch her standing by one of the windows, looking toward the sea, the view clear between two rows of buildings, the sea only a five, maybe ten-minute walk away.
“Nah…” She turns to me. “I love the apartment above. I built it exactly as I want it. What’s the point in copying and pasting it here, since I wouldn’t change a thing about it.”
I shrug. She’s right.
“This is amazing, Lu! It speeds up this process so much!”
She nods and pulls me into a brief hug. She knows my situation all too well. If I wish to get out of my parents’ control, simply moving out and renting an apartment won’t do it. They have enough influence to tell a landlord to fuck off and refuse me. Only they cannot treat Lulu as any other landlord. No one tells a Dietrich what to do. Her family might not be part of The Sanctum, but they still have a reputation you wouldn’t want to mess with.
When I returned from university, they insisted I live with them. It was either that or live with Ryan, but he wasn’t even a choice in my mind. And it wasn’t hard for them to notice. Either way, I was naive, thinking they were taking me in out of the goodness of their hearts.
No matter, I’m a step closer to freedom now.
CHAPTERTHREE
VINCENT
“Where is he?!” My voice booms, bouncing off the concrete of the basement surrounding us. “Where the fuck is he?!”
“Boseman?”
“Don’t fucking play with me, Finn!” I rasp at the same time I stop walking, pointing to him as I turn around. “I will not fucking hesitate!”
“Jesus, man… calm down.” He raises his hands in front of his chest like a shield.
“I swear to God, Finn.” I can feel that vein pulsing in my temple, my throat strained with pain as I grit my teeth.
“I don’t know…” He drops his arms, shoving his hands in his jeans’ pockets.
I sigh as I go deeper through the concrete corridor of the basement. Although, it has the feel of a nuclear bunker instead. Good too, since the thickness of the walls and the depth of the spaces is necessary to ensure no noise escapes to the surface. The light reflects off the glossy walls, every step on the shiny floor taking me closer to the son of a bitch who will pay for this. I even have a fucking hole already dug up for the motherfucker. He’s not leaving this place… but parts of him will.
That thought brings me a bit of peace and a muscle twitches in the corner of my lip. There’s something about this finality, the moment the pain slowly seeps out of their eyes and a wicked serenity replaces it for a second or two… then they’re gone. Their light goes out, and in that moment, mine shines brighter.
