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But even then, they weren’t necessarily positive.
The mob life wasn’t for me.
It wasn’t what I wanted.
“I know, Dimitri.Ourfamily,ourlegacy," I said. “You are part of that, and I think the legacy is yours to take on. It was never me, and it was never mine.”
I gestured toward the renovations taking place around us. "Look at what we're building here. It's not just a club. This place is a symbol of reinvention, of the possibility of creating something greater,” I explained. “And you have the ability to be that something greater. To do more than I could have ever dreamed.”
His gaze flickered from the construction to me. I could see the uncertainty on his face. "And what about allyouhave accomplished, all that you could still achieve?" he asked almost desperately.
I could tell it was nerves.
I chuckled. “We both know that I didn’t do a lot,” I said. “Maybe put us more at risk.”
I reached out and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “I trust you to carry out our family’s legacy,” I replied, my voice filled with genuine confidence.
Taking a step back, I surveyed the club once more, the transformation nearing completion. Within the next few weeks, it should be done.
And that would give me enough time to tie up any loose ends.
“As for me, I think it’s time for a different kind of legacy,” I laughed. “I have to pursue love,” I affirmed, my eyes shining with emotion.
Dimitri nodded slowly. "I understand.”
“But you have to take Enzo,” I joked.
He groaned audibly before smiling. “He’ll be fine.”
My brow raised. “I’m going to remember you said that.”
With a final glance at the club, I turned away.
I was ready to make my own journey.
To find my own path.
I was ready to embrace a future filled with love and something deeper than these walls could show me.
Just as I turned back toward the door, the sound of heels clicking down the stairs caused me to glance over my shoulder.
Clicking harshly against the newly polished floor were Viola’s heels. Our spirited little sister sashayed into the room with an infectious energy that could lift even the heaviest of moods. And maybe that was a good thing.
Because it was starting to feel a little somber.
A mischievous glint sparkled in her eyes as she took in the surroundings.
“This place is pretty damn nice!" Viola exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement. “It's going to be epic! I can already feel the energy. Sexy dudes dancing here,” she gestured to the middle of the floor. “Signature cocktails over there — being enjoyed by drunk college students.”
She smiled brightly. “It’s going to be a gold mine.”
“Not to mention the big-ass casino in the back.”
“I love me some underground gambling,” she remarked, amused.
Dimitri and I looked at one another, any solemn expressions we had long replaced with smiles that mirrored her enthusiasm.
She was like that.
