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“I’ll live life to the fullest for the both of us.” Her voice cracks over the words. “And I’ll do everything in my power to make Renzo happy.”
I exhale slowly as the emotional moment threatens to overwhelm me. I know it will get better with time, and eventually, the memories of Giulio will make me smile.
Turning my gaze back to Skylar, I see her pressing a kiss to her fingertips and brushing them over Giulio’s headstone.
When she walks a few feet away to give me some privacy, I stand and stare at his grave.
“I killed them all, brother. I hope it gives you some peace.” I clear my throat before whispering, “Love you, Giulio.”
Turning around, I walk to where Skylar is waiting, and gripping her hand, I head to the Bentley.
When we climb into the back seat of the car, I say, “We’re going to Skylar’s restaurant.”
“Yes, boss,” Fabricio answers as he starts the engine.
When we leave the cemetery, I glance at Vincenzo and say, “Have Carlo and Antonio join you tomorrow. I want you to train them so they’re ready to guard Skylar once she starts working.” I glance out the window, then think to add, “Tell them to bring one of the armored SUVs so they can drive her around in it.”
“Yes, boss,” Vincenzo replies before he makes the calls to Carlo and Antonio.
Skylar doesn’t say anything about the guards I’m assigning to her, and it has me asking, “You okay with the guards?”
She nods quickly. “It’s for my safety.”
Leaning into her, I press a kiss to the side of her head. “You ready to meet all the staff?”
She nods again, a smile spreading over her face. “Thank you for handling everything for me.”
“Anything for you,amo.” When we turn up the street where the restaurant is, I say, “Close your eyes.”
She obeys with a chuckle. “I’m excited.”
Fabrizio stops the car right in front of the restaurant, and I quickly get out and walk around the back of the Bentley to open Skylar’s door.
Taking hold of her hand, I help her out of the back seat. I position her where I want her, then say, “You can open your eyes.”
Her eyelashes lift, and when she sees the sign in cursive letters above the windows, her hands fly up to cover her mouth.
“Oh my God. I love it!”
I feel the happiness burst from her like a living force, and I imprint this moment to memory so I’ll never forget it.
She makes an excited peeping sound that’s fucking cute and rushes into the restaurant. I trail behind her, my eyes glued to her face as I watch her look at the bamboo on the walls and the lanterns hanging from the ceiling in the seating area.
“It’s so beautiful,” she murmurs in total awe.
We walk to the kitchen, where Skylar pauses to stare at the space where she’ll create her masterpieces. She chose all the appliances and décor but hasn’t had a chance to see the final result yet.
All the chefs and kitchen staff stop what they’re doing, and turn to look at her. With a slight bow of their heads, they unanimously say, “Chef.”
Skylar steps forward to greet the staff she chose for her kitchen.
She’ll be the Chef de Cuisine.
The queen of her own empire.
My queen.
When she starts to talk about the menu with her staff and inspect the freezer and equipment, I turn around and walk to the office where Viviana is hard at work.
