Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia’s Regret: Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

EmeryThe day had arrived. It was the day I would leave one life behind .. and step into a new one. The day I would stand with Elijah, and our two souls became one. The day I got to marry my best friend .. the boy that I had loved and adored and wanted to protect since childhood. Even though he ended up being the protector of me. Today I became Emery Stone. I had assumed I’d be nervous today. The wedding .. obviously … but more so the plan.. was looming over my head. But instead I felt an almost eerie calm. It settled over me like a blanket from the moment I had woken up. I didn’t know what it was or how or why. But shit I would take it. I wasn’t going to question it or think about it too much, just in case it decided to disappear. Bridge had gone out and gotten me coffee and muffins for breakfast. After we ate the girls and I decided to do our hair and makeup here, at home. And once we’d finished that we headed over to Vincent’s. Leon was at my door waiting when I opened it.

Emery I couldn’t believe Elijah had asked Vivian to come to my wedding. Hell I should’ve just called up Jasper and asked him to come too. We could make it a whole family reunion up in here. I stomped back upstairs to my room and straight to the window, lighting a cigarette and smoking it. “Did you find him?” Layla asked. “Yup..” I said. I had gone down to see where Elijah had gone. But I got more than I bargained for. Bridge was next to me then looking at me worriedly. “What happened?” She asked. I told her and she frowned. “Why would he invite her?” She said. I looked behind me at the others .. making sure no one heard. Then I got out my phone and typed the message for her to read. ‘She knows his voice.’ Bridges eyebrows shot up and she nodded in understanding. I mean I got it. Elijah would do any and everything under the sun and moon to protect me. And this was his reasoning. He wanted a leg up.. or a contention plan. A backup in case the plan di

Vivian As much as I dreaded coming here tonight.. and I did dread it. I mean these people all hated me. And who could blame them? This was totally out of my comfort zone. I had talked Adam into coming with me last minute. Elijah didn’t like that much but I felt like a loser coming by myself. But I got it. Adam was in Jasper's gang. Albeit barely anymore. Since he wasn’t necessarily driving me around and being my bodyguard now he’d gone back to his old job he did before. He was a chef at one of the really nice restaurants in the city. The nice thing about that was it wasn’t gang owned. He made really good money and he was very sought after. I felt like he was maybe trying to slowly remove himself from the Marchetti’s. And now.. I’d be happy if he could. No one here talked to me. No one knew who I was .. thank goodness… except for the people in the wedding. And I had successfully avoided them since I’d talked to Elijah earlier. But I had to admit .. the wedding was really beautif

Emery. I knew I needed to keep him talking. I remembered that much from my training. I wished I had of had time to freshen up on my skills before this. But there had been too many things to do. Too much had gone on. I’d have to make do with the skills I had now. “What do you mean?” I asked him. “Haven’t you figured it out yet?” Norman asked me. But I played dumb. “Figured what out?” He laughed then. “Come on Emery. You’re not stupid. Use your head.” He said. “Okay… so .. it was you?” I asked. I noticed he had sped up. He was driving much faster than he had been. And on this tiny ass little back road. That would soon turn to gravel. “That is a massive oversimplification if I’ve ever seen one.” He told me. “Okay.. it was you that blew up my house?” I asked. “Yes. I did.” He answered. Not the least bit of guilt in his answer. No remorse to be found.“What else?” I asked him. He hit a pot hole and the car bounded around and skidded. The road was getting bumpier and bumpier.

Elijah I was pacing back and forth in the living room at my dads house. I couldn’t sit still… waiting for the text message from Proctor. He was hiding at her house. Everyone was in place now. The plan completely underway. He would text me when she got there. I knew it would take a minute .. she’d say goodbye and have to make sure she didn’t run off from Joanne and Aimee too suddenly. I hope they aren’t too suspicious but fuck I would be. We threw this lie about a elaborate joke we were doing at the last minute. We had to though… we couldn’t tell them beforehand they might’ve said something…. And I knew it would take a minute for them to get out of the driveway but fuck… this is taking forever. I wanted to text Proctor but I was supposed to wait. Caleb walked in then. “Well?” I said “She’s just left a minute or two ago. Give it a second.” He said. I nodded. But my fucking nerves were beyond help. I poured a drink of scotch from my dads liquor table. I could tell Caleb was besi