The Lawyer Vs The Mafia (Mafia Series #2)

Epilogue <3

Months later...

"I'd like to think we deserved better, so so much better. Our story wasn't suppose to end this way, we weren't supposed to be separated so fucking soon too soon." I whispered out...

"I know" she whispered back, her angelic face stared back at mine, she wore a soft sympathetic smile on her sweet lips.

"Why aren't you here, you should be here- it's not fair! I know I fucked up in my life, did too much fucked up shit to count on two hands but you were and are my saving grace! You should be here! This is my fucking fault my fucking fault! I couldn't protect my little one or you I couldn't be the man you needed! I let you down and I'll never forgive myself for that."

I felt her soft hand again my cheek trying to reassure me that it's not my fault, but it is- it fucking is!

"I failed you miserably angel I am so sorry. Please I beg that you come back to me- that you forgive my ignorance." I cough out fisting the grass beneath my palms staring at the stone carved with the love of my life's name on it.

I don't hold back my tears and screams of agony. I shut my eyes leaning my forehead against the stone caressing the letters that spell out her name.

Emerson A Duvessa Russo
Amazing wife, daughter, and woman.

"Loved by all and everyone's light, no amount of darkness could ever burn out her light... until it did."

She's been gone for 4 months now- and every day I spend my mornings and nights here- with her... I always bring a new bouquet with me... yellow roses- her favorite always set on either side of her stone.

I see her every fucking day, she tells me a memory, sings to me, she even touches me- her soft touches I can only hope I don't ever forget.

She follows me everywhere- when I need to calm down she appears next to me, or when I'm stupidly frustrated and can't solve an issue I know she's around when I smell her soft sweet scent.

Maybe it's all in my fucking head- maybe this is how it was supposed to end for me- becoming a fucking delusional psycho.

A bitter fucking end. I lost the love of my life because of my disgusting ways.

I deserve hell, but she didn't- our baby didn't-

I stopped speaking to everyone, became colder that before I met her, all business still runs smoothly- the loss of my woman affected the mafia, she was loved by all my men, they respected her immensely and were devastated to hear she was gone.

She made me better- kinder but stronger than fucking ever.

I have been going on a killing spree aimlessly killing any fucking small shitty street gang that has any information about the asshole who plotted my wife's death.

Vidalgos cousin is dead, I tortured and killed his ass a week after her burial- fuck- just saying it- "her burial-" I contacted Vidalgo about her passing and he acted like everyone else, gave condolences and shit. I thought it was him, but when he said he was getting threats in the mail my suspicions eased.

"I'm right here with you" I hear her sweet voice whisper

She's really gone- my angel is fucking gone- it still fucking hurts- not being able to hear her voice whisper good morning in my ear- not waking up to her sweet touch- not being able to hold her- listen to her- see her!

I only see her in my mind- I know the her I see isn't actually her- it's my fucking mind playing with me- but it doesn't hurt any less.

It's fucking torture- and maybe this is what I fucking deserve- for all the fucked up shit I did in my life- but she's gone now and I can't change anything- now all I have is nothing and I can be as brutal as I please- the one angel on my shoulder holding my demons at bay was taken and now I'll rage hell fire-

Until I feel content- until I feel like the world and everyone in it has suffered enough for taking my Emerson from me. I won't let shit stop me- she was my Emerson MY EVERYTHING! When I find the moron who put this shit together i am going to make him wish he were never born-

Make him regret ever fucking thinking about killing my angel.

I just need her back- I need her. I'll always fucking need her- I'll always fucking love her... only her.

"Hey," I hear a soft voice speak from behind me. I don't respond I don't even react to them.

They broken my trance of self loathing, I looked up to where my angel once was only to see that she was no longer next to me.

"Please- Kieran- I-" she stopped mid sentence coughing into her hand I felt her kneel in the snow her body next to mine.

I stiffened feeling her arm go over my shoulder and watch as she hugged my Emerson's stone. She kissed it lightly praying softly before saying "I'm sorry Emerson- we all failed you..."

"It's not your fault Elle..." I whispered and she jerked looking up at me surprised not expecting me to speak.

"You- your talking?" She whispered and I just nodded... I hadn't spoken to anyone since the day my Emerson died- I didn't feel the need to so Dominico was brought in and put up to be my speaker of sorts.

I just didn't fucking feel like giving people the time anymore. If it wasn't to wish them a good journey to hell before killing them I don't utter a single sentence.

But I need to make sure my little sister understands that this loss was not on her. Especially since she's pregnant she can't go on thinking it's on her it wouldn't be good.

"Come, it's cold out here, Emerson is probably freezing" I heard her talking to her husband about a name the other day over the phone and she wanted it to be Emerson... to honor my angel. At first I was pissed but then I thought it was a decent and thoughtful idea on her part. And if that is what she wished then so be it.

It makes me feel shit in my chest tho, because my- son or daughter- nev- never got to meet me or their mother- hopefully they're together somewhere waiting for me...

"You- you know his name?... how?"

"I heard you, I'm not deaf" I said with a straight face kissing her stone and bidding her goodnight and tell her I'd see her in the morning.

"I love you Angel" "I love you to death" I hear her distant voice as I walk away.

We began to walk back to the house, I decided to bury Emerson in the family cemetery that's a part of the villas land it's a 10 minute walk from the house so I visit her every day- I want her close even if she's no longer here-

"I just want my baby to be as strong as her- she was a wonderful woman and I really enjoyed all the time we had with her-"

I cut her off feeling irritated, "it wasn't enough" I sneered stuffing my leather gloved hands into my coats pockets.

"No- no it wasn't fratello-"

"Listen I'm sorr-"

"Enough Elle, I have shit to do." I didn't want to hear anymore fucking condolences- or pity parties even if they were from my sister.

I patted her head and got to my car making a phone call.

"Hello?" I sighed into the phone feeling completely defeated. Everyday I open my eyes only the realize it wasn't a nightmare and she's dead. I want to fuckn put an end to my suffering and be with her again.

"I need to see you."

"Text me the place I'll be there."

To be continued....
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It was very fun for me writing this book! Sadly this is the end of this book, but as I said before the sequel will be up soon!!

I hope you all show it as much love as this one... considering I left it on an illegal cliffhanger... <333

Again thank you all so much for reading and see you in my next book!