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“I’m proud of you,” I told them. “One of you will rule the Knights, and the other will become CEO of Salvatore Global. It’s up to you to decide where you belong.”
My father didn’t give Marcello the same option, and he didn’t want it.
“May the best twin win,” Angelo quipped, always the smart ass.
“I’m the oldest,” Leo said with an attitude. “It’s my right to be the Grand Master.”
I slid across the leather bench and held his gaze. “When I was competing with Marcello for your mother, I almost lost her and the right to become the Grand Master.”
Leo’s eyes widened. “Is that why Ma ended up with four husbands?”
The boys were old enough to understand all four of us fucked their mother. Leo often asked me questions as if he were wondering what it would be like to share a woman with his brother.
A few times, I caught them with girls by the pool, in their rooms, and even in the garage on the side of the house. Alex didn’t need to know about that either. It would have turned her stomach knowing the next generation of Salvatore men were like her husbands. I let her hang onto the idea they were still her babies.
I nodded. “So don’t get cocky. Age doesn’t matter. I will choose whoever is best suited for each position. Being the Grand Master is hard. So is being a CEO. You have to make tough decisions and do shit you won’t want to do.”
“Can we go to The Mansion when we get back?” Angelo smirked. “Ya know, to celebrate being Knights.”
This fucking kid.
“Always thinking with your dick.” I clutched his shoulder and nodded. “Sure. But don’t tell your mother you’ve ever seen the inside of that place.”
He laughed because that was the same thing I told him whenever he asked for shit that would have given Alex a stroke.
But they were men.
They weren’t boys.
If they wanted to get their dicks wet by pros, who was I to stop them? My dad did the same shit with my brothers and me. All of us lost our virginity at the brothel—another Salvatore rite of passage.
“Dad,” Leo said as I gripped the door handle.
I turned to look at him. “Yeah?”
“Any advice on how to get through the next few months?”
“Don’t get yourselves killed. Your mother will be very upset.”
“Dad,” Angelo groaned beside his brother, who shook his head at me. “Seriously?”
I rubbed the top of his head, messing up his gelled spikes. “Wanna know what Nonno told me before I left for initiation?”
They nodded.
I would never forget the advice my dad had given to Bastian, Damian, and me right before we left the same spot the summer after high school graduation. His words never left me because I knew one day I would tell my sons the same thing.
“You’re a Salvatore. Make them fear the name I gave you.”
“Love you, Dad.” Angelo flashed a rare smile. “We won’t disappoint the family.”
Or you.
Or Nonno.
I could almost hear it in his voice. Angelo lived to please me but wasn’t as affectionate as Leo. Kind of like his dad. I didn’t show an ounce of emotion until Alex ripped it out of my cold, damaged heart.
I cupped each of their cheeks in my hands. “I love you both. But it will disappoint me if you don’t come back to me with at least a few scratches.”
I smirked, joking, but not really, and they laughed. Then I got out of the limo and joined the rest of the family. Everyone waved as the boys drove around the circular driveway, headed toward the front gate.
“They’ll be okay,” I promised.
Alex slipped her fingers between mine. “What did you say to them?”
I glanced over at my dad and tipped my head. “The same thing my father said to us over two decades ago.”
It was time for a new era.
The next generation of Knights.
