Semua Bab The Mafia’s Regret: Bab 131 - Bab 140

Vivian I paced in my apartment… the nausea from being pregnant at an all time high.. but some of it was just my nerves. I don’t know why I’m so nervous now .. it’s not like I haven’t been in this situation a million times before. Probably because I decided that this was it. This was going to be the finale. The big show .. the main event .. whatever you wanna call it. I’m giving Jasper one last chance. And I promised myself .. for me and my baby that after this.. I was finished. I’d even done my hair and makeup, trying to look nice and presentable. I’d gotten dressed in normal clothes. I wore a long sleeve button up flannel .. but it was long and big so I wore it as a dress. And my boots. I looked cute. I was starting to feel bad for Adam. I think he might be in love with me. And I’d been holding him at arm’s length for months. Just in case Jasper ever decided to get his shit together. I told myself I was doing it for the baby. She needed to have both her parents around …. And I’d

Emery My head hit the pillow with a thump. I was exhausted. The last couple of weeks since Vincent’s ceremony had been a whirlwind. After us trying to move the wedding up .. we ended up changing back to its original date. There just was no way to get everything done in time. But it was fine with me. It would be in February .. which was officially a year since I’d “come back” and gotten my second chance. It was a full circle kind of moment. I’d been so busy finalizing wedding plans, making invitations and sending them out. Not to mention the amount of paperwork I had to do. I was now working for Elijah the same way I had for Vincent. And Martha had quit .. so I was in over my head with it all. Luckily Layla and Bridge had been helping. But in the end we had to have help. So Elijah had hired a woman who had worked in the bank for years. She and her husband had been affiliated with the gang since we were little. Her name was Sally .. and everyone called her Sal. She had worked in a

Elijah I knew Emery would love it here. I hadn’t even thought about a bachelor or bachelorette trip when Bridge came to me and said she wanted to take Emery somewhere. “I’ve already spoken to the other girls and they can’t get off work so I was thinking … knowing Emery… she’d just assume to have you and the boys come and have everyone together.” She had told me. And I had to smile at that. “It would have to be somewhere quick..” I told her. “Do you know somewhere? Driving distance we could go for a couple days?” She asked me. I smiled because I knew just the place. And she’d never been. Plus our honeymoon was going to be tropical and Emery lives for cold weather. So we got it together .. barely .. and here we are. And fuck it’s cold here. It’s cold in Maine but this place is freezing my ass off. Once we all got settled in the first thing Emery wanted to do was go shopping. So we went back down to the little town and shopped the entire rest of the day. We ate lunch at a little c

Elijah Somehow… I was sound asleep in this tiny ass bunk bed. I don’t know how I was sleeping so good when my feet practically hung off the end. My height seemed to always cause problems with beds and mattresses, which was why I only slept in California Kings. Tiny ass bunk beds…. I swear Bridge did this shit on purpose. They probably snuck in here in the middle of the night, took pictures of three grown ass men hanging out of these kids beds, and laughed their asses off. Yet … I was snoozing away. Then there was the fact that Frankie’s big ass mouth was wide open and he sounded like a damn lawnmower over there snoring. And fucking Oliver above me tossing and turning. Oliver was a sleep … not walker.. but mover. His body never fell into a deep enough sleep to not react to whatever he was dreaming. He never actually got up out of bed and went anywhere. But he’d toss and turn and kick and punch and move and ride a bicycle with his legs. It was the craziest shit I’d ever seen.

EmeryThe girls and I had finally traipsed up to bed after hours of story telling and drinking. I’d given Joanne and Aimee each one of the guest rooms and Layla took my old room. Bridge slept in my room with me.. as per usual. I wasn’t able to sleep though. So I just laid there wide awake staring at the ceiling.. thinking about tomorrow. My phone pinged .. signaling a message. I frowned because it was around one o’clock in the morning or after. But when I looked at it.. I saw that it was Elijah. ‘You awake?’ He asked. I quickly typed back a reply. ‘Yes. Can’t sleep..’ A second later he wrote back: ‘I’m coming over.’So I pulled myself out of bed and went to the bathroom. Then I went downstairs and made some coffee. I know .. really smart, drinking coffee when I can’t sleep. But it doesn’t keep me awake. For whatever weird reason it relaxes me. A moment later he was at my door. “Hi.” He said grinning. “Hi.” I replied. He came in and looked at my coffee. “You're the only p