All Chapters of The Mafia's Possession: Every Breath She Takes : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

CAMILLE SILVANE POV"Do you think it's a good idea to make Zevran come back here? I managed to convince him and he said he would the moment he takes over the remaining territory in Calgary, but I think we are making a mistake."Silvane looked up from the papers in front of him, a deep frown settling between his brows."Why?" he asked. "Is it because of Vesper Lysan? Do you think seeing that woman will make him remember her?" He leaned back slightly, his tone softening into a sigh. "It’s been seven months, hasn’t it?""Seven months isn’t that long, Father." My fingers tapped the armrest. "You remember what Frieda said, don’t you? Those gaps in his memory could come back if he gets the right trigger.""He won’t." His voice had a final edge to it. "There’s no way for their paths to cross. Vesper Lysan has been keeping her head down ever since the accident. She doesn’t even dare show her face online anymore—""But she’s still looking for Zevran," I cut in, my tone sharper than I meant it

ZEVRAN ILVANE POV I gasped awake, sweat clinging to my skin like a second layer as I shot upright.Fuck! It was the same nightmare all over again, and just like before, I couldn't recall a damn thing.My chest tightened, the ache gnawing deeper the longer I sat still, as if something inside me was clawing to get out.Groaning, I dragged both hands through my hair, my fingers digging into my scalp as I leaned back and tried to work out the tension in my neck. When the hell was this all going to end?Cursing under my breath, I pushed off the bed and stalked into the bathroom. Everything felt cold. Just like my heart.I turned on the faucet, placed my hand under the running water then splashed it across my face, again and again, until the pounding in my head subsided.Then I turned it off, shook my head to get the droplets out of my hair, and stared straight into the mirror."Why does this keep happening? Just what the hell am I missing?"The quiet click of the door opening made my sh

VESPER GREY LYSAN POV I entered the room, everything spinning around me with each step I took.I forced myself to stop moving, yanking at the neckline of my dress as the chaos in my head made it difficult to breathe.I need a drink. Jenny came in after me, trembling. "Miss Vesper..." Her eyes followed me across the room as I went straight for the drink cabinet. "Do you think this is the time to be drinking?"My hands froze midair, my fingertips grazing the bottle in front of me.The urge to ignore her and pick it up made me tremble, but she was right. Getting drunk wasn't going to solve anything. It would take away the pain I was feeling right now but it would be only temporary.I needed something permanent."Fucking hell!" I screamed, grabbed the bottle, and sent it flying to the wall.Jenny winced as it crashed, her hands flying to her ear as she turned her face.I watched the glass break, the rage coursing through my veins demanding more violence."No. That's enough," I told myse

CAMILLE SILVANE POV I stepped into the house. Payne stood up, eyes fever-bright as he stared at me."What happened? You don’t look so good."I let out a sigh, threw my head back to work out the coil of tension in my neck, then looked past him."Vesper is in Calgary."He stepped in front of me. "Did she find out about Zevran?""Obviously. I should try to stop her from meeting him shouldn’t I?"Payne went quiet, his eyes staring into space before refocusing. "I don’t think you should."I smirked. "Why not? Are you afraid I’m going to make things worse than they already are?"He started to shake his head, then stopped, his brows furrowing."Silvane wants me to watch it all play out," I said, stepping past him. "But I’m worried. What if Vesper decides to take revenge on us?""We both know Vesper is not like that."I whipped to face him, my jaw ticking as I let my eyes trace his face. "Do we?""We do," he answered, fixing me with a stare, before continuing. "Of course, she's angry at th

VESPER GREY LYSAN POVI stalked Gabby and Zevran from a distance, each step I took in the shadows tightening my pulse until it hammered beneath my skin like a drum.I watched them slip through the glass doors of a high-end restaurant, Gabby laughing at something irrelevant, their shoulders brushing like they belonged together.The sight burned.I clenched my eyes, trying to scrub the image out of my mind, but it stayed burned in, refusing to let go.Get it together, Vesper. You don’t get to break here. Not when everything you’ve set in motion relies on you keeping your head straight.My hands tightened at my sides, breath pulling slow into my lungs until the cool night air dulled the heat crawling under my skin.I opened my eyes.Stepped out of the shadows.And walked toward the restaurant.Up close, the building looked even more extravagant.It screamed affluence. The kind of place old money frequented, with staff trained to pretend they didn’t judge you while absolutely judging you.