The Last Di Sione Claims His Prize (The Billionaire's Legacy 8)

At his appointment last week the doctors had told him he was doing well, something no one had ever expected to happen at his age. They also told him he was healthier than should be possible. That he was a miracle. He wasn’t entirely certain that he was a miracle, but there were certainly miracles all around him. Each and every one of his grandchildren, settled and fallen in love. Nate, brought into the family in a real and true way. Alessandro healed from the wounds left behind by his parents.

And Lucia by his side.

Yes, as he looked around the family estate, lushly decorated for Christmas, glittering with lights, ribbon and boughs of holly, he couldn’t help but think that the miracle had nothing to do with him at all.

The miracle was, and had always been, love, available for anyone who would reach out and take it.

And though it was late in his life, he was taking it now.

He took Lucia’s hand in his, just as Alessandro pulled Gabriella into his arms for a kiss. He looked at Lucia and saw that her eyes were fixed to the painting hanging in the great room. Perhaps scandalous in some ways, but then, when it came to the Di Sione family, it was difficult to say what was scandalous and what was simply everyday business.

“I love you,” he said, squeezing Lucia’s hand.

She took her eyes away from the painting and looked back at him, offering a slow smile.

“I can see that. I can see it clearly.”

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