All Chapters of The Mafia’s Regret: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Jasper Emery’s birthday has come and went. It was the first one we hadn’t spent together in years. I tried to not let it bother me … but it had…. a lot. I’d even gotten her a small gift. If I could just get her to speak to me.. or meet me somewhere … or open the door when I visited her. I was still confused about Vivian’s attitude. She’d called me a couple times but it was to ask a question about the apartment complex I had given her. I’d finished up the paperwork for that, the other building, and her apartment last week. Now all three were in her name. And I could take another little step back. If she’d always act like she did the other night we wouldn’t have ever had these problems. But there’s no going back now. Even if she is carrying my child. The dna test came back inconclusive whatever that means. I almost think my dad paid them off to screw the test up. Either way another one has to be done now. My mothers been begging me to come home and visit with them but I have put

Elijah I couldn’t get Emery off my mind. Okay that was all day every day but ever since our rendezvous at Frank’s office … I’ll never be able to look at his desk the same again …. I am constantly plagued with thoughts of her. I’m worried sick about her safety. Which led me here. Did I really think this was going to work? Most likely not. But I didn’t want to leave any stone unturned and all that shit. The guys are downstairs. I insisted they let me go up alone. Oliver was able to tap into their security codes so I could get the numbers I needed. Although I now know I probably could’ve guessed them on my own. Jaspers utter obsession with Emery knows no bounds. He’s even using her birthday on building security codes. “Alright here goes a big fat nothing.” I said to myself. And I looked up into the corner to the camera where Oliver had also hacked into and the two of them could see me while they were downstairs in the parking lot waiting. I gave them the signal .. and I knocked on

Emery The last week had been one of the busiest I think I’d ever had. Wedding planning was fully underway… and I loved every minute of it. I was determined to have it within the next couple months. And although Elijah didn’t understand why … he let me have full reign. Whatever I wanted - he’d said. I couldn’t explain to him why. How do you tell a person you got a second chance on life. And you’d been ‘back’ for nearly a year… You didn’t. We’d decided on a venue. And it was none other than Vincent’s house. He offered and I immediately accepted. First of all .. his home and land were beautiful. A perfect spot for a wedding. Secondly .. I had so many fond memories there … it made sense that Elijah and I exchange our vows there as well.. where we both grew up. In addition to the wedding planning.. which was so far from finished … I only had the one thing down as of now… I was still working for Vincent. The end of the year books weren’t going to finish themselves. And then there

Jasper I sat straight up in the bed looking around .. I was for sure in my college bedroom. Everything was the same as it had been. What. Is. Happening. I heard footsteps .. climbing up the stairs. I braced myself. I didn’t know what was going on or who was coming. But I was scared. And I didn’t get scared .. not for myself anyway. A second later the door flew open and Emery was there. Emery. Here. With me. “You’re still asleep?” She asked me grinning. “What?” I said. She laughed. “Come on you. Aimee’s waiting on us. We’ve got to get there before all the good seats are taken. Get dressed!” She said. “Get… where?” I asked completely confused. She looked at me .. frowning. “To the concert …. The college is putting on today. Remember? We’ve been talking about it for weeks now…Aimee is singing. Are you okay??” She said still frowning. Concert .. college… Aimee. Wait. This had all already happened. Aimee was her roommate. She sang a song at a big theater production the colleg

Jasper When I was growing up I used to stop breathing in my sleep. It’s called sleep apnea and it’s pretty common. I don’t know if I just got used to it or somehow grew out of it .. but it hasn’t bothered me in years. Either that or I still have it and just don’t know about it. But I haven’t woken up gasping for air since I was in high school. So I just assume I’m alright. My mother used to make me wear a mask at night. There was a machine attached to it that would wake me if I stopped breathing. It also helped me to breath somehow. The thing was huge and loud and annoying as fuck to sleep in. I felt like a damn elephant with the hose attached to the mask flopping all over the place in the night. The only good thing about it was it made a great soothing lulling noise. And if I could get over the fact that I had shit strapped to my face.. it would put me right to sleep. But before I got it. I would wake up gasping for air. I’d suck in bucket fulls.. heaving and my chest would b