Semua Bab The Mafia’s Regret: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Oliver Irritation crawls at my skin as I drive the car behind Elijah and Emery. He’s taking her to get the tattoo… which I am fully and completely against. And to be honest I’m a little pissed off that no one is listening to me. I knew Frankie would go along with it but I thought Elijah would have sense enough to know this is a horrible idea. We should have never agreed to bring her back in. She’s safer away from this. I want to go back in time and punch all three of us for giving her a hard time when she left in the first place. I squeeze the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turn white. I turn to look at Frankie who’s riding with me looking like he doesn’t have a care in the world and I just about lose it. “Your face is gonna get stuck that way.” He tells me. I let out a huff. “Why the hell did we agree to this?? And why the fuck are we taking her to get a tattoo that paints a huge red mark on her fucking forehead?? I feel like I’m in an episode of the x-files and everyone’s

EmeryAGE 17The game continued. There were a lot of .. truths after my dare. A couple dares for undressing .. which was more for punishment to sit in the freezing cold rather than to get a look at someone. Then Elijah dares Frankie to sneak in the house and take pictures of all of their dads sleeping. His punishment was run naked down the street and it was pushing 2 am. So he did the dare. I was so against it and scared to death. We all went.. wanting to watch as much as we were all horrified. We decided to go to Frank Senior’s room first. Being that he was Frankie’s dad we decided he’d be less scary than the others. I don’t know how but we got in .. snapped the picture … and got out without him waking. My heart hammering in my chest the entire time. We went to Oliver’s dad’s room next because Norman slept like the dead. But somehow, he still scared me worse than Frankie’s dad ever could. I wouldn’t even go all the way in the room for his. Lastly we went to Vincent’s room. All s

ElijahI was standing out on my deck looking over the downtown area of the street I lived on.. enjoying the morning hustle and bustle. I always loved watching all of downtown from up here. At night you could see the lights from the entire city … it came alive as if it had a heartbeat of its own. But in the morning hours .. it was peaceful somehow. Even though it was still busy.. people going to work, tourists making their ways to all the stores. It was all somehow relaxing to me. However I wasn’t feeling very relaxed at the moment. I knocked back my glass .. full of whiskey.. and took a hit of my cigarette. Probably not the best breakfast to start the day. But I had woken up on edge. I’d been on edge for a couple days now. We’d gotten back from our trip day before yesterday… and I noticed Emery started acting different soon as we started home. I knew her mind was going back to the kidnapping and everything that had happened to her. Our time away had provided an excellent distract

Elijah I stared at her. I could tell the way her entire body shook that she was having trouble. But she’d begged and begged to face them. She wanted closure, I suppose. So here we are. No one said a word as Frankie and Oliver stood on either side of Emery.. just in case one of these idiots tried anything.. they’d get knocked the fuck out. Although I can’t imagine them being that stupid. But I was ready to fucking strangle both of them .. soon as they saw her.. they began to smile. They way they looked at her had me on extreme high alert … I was an inch away of slicing their necks right then. “Well well.. I don’t believe my eyes ..” Zeke said. But he didn’t get much else out because Frankie was in his face. “Oh no dude … you don’t get to talk. Not unless she asks you a question. Then you may answer. Otherwise .. if you want to keep your tongue … shut the fuck up ..”. Emery still hadn’t said a word and I was losing my fucking mind. Having her in the same room with them was makin

Elijah I walked out of my dad’s office with both Frankie and Oliver on my tail. I punched the elevator button and we all got on.. still not speaking. We went down a floor to Oliver’s apartment and I stood by as he unlocked the door and we all piled in. Frankie immediately walked out to the balcony and pulled out a cigarette while I walked straight to the liquor cabinet and poured myself a drink. Oliver was jerking off his tie and suit jacket. “FUCKKKK!!” I yelled. “How the hell did this happen??” Frankie came inside saying. Oliver was pacing back and forth.. he stopped and swung at his punching bag he had hanging from the ceiling of the great room. It was a huge open space .. it housed his living area, complete with a fireplace and leather couches, his super modern white marble kitchen.. the workout equipment on the other side of the wall that was completely glass and opened up to the balcony…. You could see the entire city from way up here. I downed the drink.. immediately