I was the new owner of a brand new night club in Chicago. It was part of my initiation gift from Liam and Valentin Safaryan and coincidentally namedFrostthat was set to open on Christmas night. I was also poised to make a shit ton of money if I could keep the club and its territory in peak condition.
Speaking of my initiation.
I glanced at the clock and then told the lady cop whose name I couldn't remember, that I needed to go but I hoped to see her soon.
She got out, still smiling and adjusting her clothing and the coat she had taken off so that I could fuck her brains out. Her blonde hair was still loose around her shoulders. With it down, she looked less like a cop, less of a threat.
Internally, I couldn't believe what I'd just done.
Then, I did something I never do.
I kissed her on the cheek and told her that I hoped to see her soon, again.
We both knew it was a lie. She wouldn't see me again but sometimes it was nice to hear anyway. Then, I sped to my destination. Snow flurries had started coming down even harder and I knew I shouldn’t be going as fast as I was but I didn't care. They began to stick to the warm windshield, some melting on contact. Others, they stuck and were brushed away by the windshield wipers.
I arrived at my destination, unscathed.
The Safaryan mansion was decked out with white Christmas lights. Nova Safaryan had gone all out. In five years of working for this family, never in my life had I seen these men celebrate the holidays. Liam usually held a Christmas event for the charity he named after his mother but that was it. Then Nova had entered the picture with her siblings. I had to admit she was easy on the eyes, tall, and skin that seemed to glow with little effort. Of course, she was now pregnant with their first child so that probably helped matters as well.
There had been small changes in the men I worked for since they had met their wives. Including, Valentin who I was closet with. He was responsible for bringing me into the Bratva. Had worked on training me and promoting me. The changes had not been too visible. Just small things like they had both taken vacations. Valentin had actually just returned with his pregnant wife as well after a quick vacation in Hawaii. He had married her in a small ceremony while on the main island with his long lost daughter in tow.
It was weird to see children roaming the Safaryan mansion; it was no longer quiet as a mouse.
I turned the car off and noted the driveway was full. My associates were here to celebrate me. Tonight, I became something more than I’d ever been. Became apart of something larger.
Tonight, I became a Knight of the Safaryan Bratva.
