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“Go to hell, Valentinetti,” Maxim cursed.
Chuckling, I leaned forward. “So, we’re all in agreement. We will hand the Gentlemen’s club over to Illyria Valentinetti. She will run the club as she sees fit, and we will split the profits evenly. From now on, we will hold all meetings on neutral grounds. Agreed?”
Everyone nodded, even Maxim…reluctantly.
The room slowly emptied as the meeting ended. Walking over to the bar, Silver smiled as she slid a glass of whiskey my way.
God, I loved that girl. Quiet as a mouse and loyal to a fault.
Taking a sip, I noticed Giovanni walking my way before he took a seat at the bar next to me. He pointed at my drink, letting Silver know he wanted the same as she smiled, grabbing another glass.
For as long as I’ve known Giovanni, the man was never in a rush. He did things in his own time, rarely, if ever, getting flustered. So, when he sat and ordered a drink, it was a shock when he started talking.
“I’m letting you know that I’m handing over the family business to Sal. If you need anything in the future, he will be the one you need to contact.”
“Should I be worried?”
“No. It’s time. I’m tired Montana. I’ve lost so much because of this life. Now my wife is pregnant with another bambino. I refuse to let my children grow up without a father. I won’t put my wife through that. I can’t.”
Everyone knew about the Valentinetti Family. From the shores of Italy, the Valentinetti Family fled their homeland with a price on their heads, only to rise and create a dynasty that’s lasted generations. There wasn’t a single person who hadn’t heard the name Valentinetti. It was synonymous with respect and bloodshed.
“Not gonna be the same without you.”
Gio grinned. “Look around, my friend. We are the odd ones out. The younger generation is making its move. Soon we will be a footnote in history.”
“Speak for yourself. I’m still young and handsome.”
“You are a year older than me,” he deadpanned.
I chuckled. “If you ever need anything, you know where I’m at.”
“Thank you.”
As the last visitor left, I looked at Silver and ordered, “Head to bed, sweetheart.”
Silver looked at my brothers standing behind me, waiting for the pretty bartender to leave. She didn’t need to see or hear what was coming next. Nodding, Silver dropped her white dish rag on the bar, walked around the long wooden counter, quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek before disappearing into her bedroom.
Mercy tilted his head, questioning me.
Shaking mine, I stated, “It’s okay, Mercy. I can handle them. Same goes for the rest of you. Head on home. We will talk more in the morning. Board meeting at nine sharp.”
My club brothers said nothing as they too filed out of the clubhouse. When the man left, shutting the door behind him, I turned around, leaned against the bar and saw the eyes of my brothers.
All three of them.
For the first time in twenty years, we were all in the same damn room. It was no small feat for sure. Was a damn shame it took something like this to make it happen.
“No boys,” dad said sternly, getting to his feet. “We ain’t got time for this shit.”
“Stay out of it, old man,” Dakota sneered, never taking his eyes off me. “This has been a long time coming.”
Footsteps on the stairs had us all turning.
“Fuck,” I moaned, seeing who it was.
Fuck me. I forgot all about him being here.
“My night just got a hell of a lot better,” August said, grinning as he stumbled drunk down the steps, holding a half empty bottle of rum. “Tell me, Montana. How are you going to get out of this?”
