Lucas escorted Kate to an upscale shopping district she had never before set foot in. As they approached the luxurious boutique and gazed at the opulent clothing, she couldn't help but exclaim internally, ‘Wow... Some of these selections cost more than what I earn in a month.’ The manager of the establishment emerged to greet Lucas, accompanied by a store attendant. "Welcome, Sir Romano," he addressed Lucas. With a wave, Lucas dismissed the manager and led Kate further into the store. She followed in awe, her mouth agape at the sight of the stunning dresses. "Quit gawking and strive for a more cultivated demeanor, befitting my fiancée," Lucas tersely advised her. "Not some uncultured country bumpkin." "But what if I actually feel like a bumpkin?" Kate retorted. "You do realize that's an insult, correct?" Lucas raised an eyebrow. Kate shrugged, "Well, given how out of place I feel in this environment, I might as well be a country girl visiting the big city for the first time." "Y
Upon their return from the shopping escapade, Lucas was greeted with the task of bringing their purchases to Kate's room as she headed to the kitchen to whip up a light dinner for them. A little while later, Lucas, now refreshed and clad in a casual pajama ensemble, stepped into the living room, greeted by the tantalizing scent wafting from the kitchen. Without hesitation, he made his way towards the source. And what he beheld took his breath away. Kate had changed into a revealing set of clothing, displaying her toned legs in a short nicker and a cropped top that accentuated her navel. With earpieces in place, she swayed and hummed along to her music as she moved gracefully in the kitchen. Lucas couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath as he watched her from behind, his emerald eyes darkening with desire. Who knew someone could exude such sexiness in the kitchen? All he could think about in that moment was bending her over the counter and ravishing her. But as soon as he became a
A gentle rap on the door disrupted her thoughts, "Enter." Kate's voice carried a hint of impatience. The door swung open and Lucas glided in, dressed in a sleek black suit with his hair slicked back. He exuded a devilishly attractive aura, causing Kate to involuntarily admire him. "Excellent. You're all set," Lucas remarked, surveying her appearance. Kate donned a stunning black floor-length gown that accentuated her curves. Her shimmering black heels added a touch of sophistication, while a delicate diamond necklace adorned her décolletage. In her dainty hands, she carried a striking red clutch, adding a bold pop of color to the ensemble. Her face was adorned with light makeup, highlighted by a seductive red lipstick that begged to be tasted. "I don't feel prepared," she confessed to Lucas. "You don't have to be. Just stand by my side and mind your words. And be especially cautious around Wilson," Lucas warned, his expression serious. "Wilson? Who is he?" Kate inquired, in
The sincerity and intensity in Matteo's gaze ignited a burning desire to aid Kate. But the gravity of the situation struck her - ‘This is dangerous.’ She thought and straightened up, turning away from the balcony. "I.... should go." Matteo caught her wrist before she could leave. "Why? Because Lucas might be watching?" Kate's surprise was evident as he continued, "I cannot fathom that you willingly associate with that man." "It's true, but--" "But what?" Matteo interjected, his grip on her arm tightening as he peered into her eyes. "If you've been coerced in any way, I will assist you. I'll protect you, Kate, no matter what, but you must confide in me." The offer was alluring, but Kate shook her head. What could a solitary police officer do against the powerful Romano family? And what would happen to her uncle if she backed out or acted recklessly? No, she couldn't jeopardize two lives for her own sake. "It's not as simple as you believe." Kate said. Matteo sighed and raked a
As she gazed up at him, Kate couldn't help but wonder, “I wonder if we truly appear to be in love.” Hearing her question, Lucas inquired, "What is it?" Embarrassed, Kate shook her head, her cheeks growing redder. The rule of not falling in love had been firmly established by Lucas, and she was well aware of it. But the mere thought of it still sent a slight pang through her heart that she chose to ignore. "I was just thinking, why did you warn me not to trust Matteo? I know he's a cop, but that doesn't mean... "...he's up to something," Lucas interjected. "I don't know what it is, but you should be cautious around him." Kate fell into deep thought as she considered his words. Could Matteo really be up to something? The thought lingered, until she suddenly had a realization. "Wait..." she mumbled. Glancing back up at Lucas, she quickly looked away, feeling her cheeks burn. ‘Is it possible that Lucas is jealous?’ She wondered, her heart racing. As they continued to dance, she r
Kate was stunned as she gazed at the message, realizing the name it bore. During their initial year of friendship, she had nicknamed Matteo as ‘Sparky’ due to her first impression of him. “That has to be him,” she pondered as she continued to stare at the message. “Lucas warned me not to trust him. But he’s my friend; I need to know what’s going on,” she asserted, determined to uncover the truth. She hurriedly dressed and snuck out of the villa, ensuring she remained unseen. Upon reaching the park, she found Matteo waiting for her, standing behind a tree and gazing at the sky. As he turned to her, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and he exclaimed, “You came.” “I didn’t think you would message me unless it was important. What’s happening?” Kate inquired, a crease forming on her forehead. “First, I need to explain the reason for my return. I was transferred here from HQ with a specific mission – to investigate the Mafia’s activities,” he explained, causing Kate’s stomach to c
Several days later, Lucas brought Kate to a thrilling car race with Ace in tow, determined to disregard the thought of Matteo and keep quiet about their sneaky escapade. "Wow," Kate gasped in awe as she took in the sight of the bold and vibrant-colored uniforms of the race participants, all engrossed in tweaking their flashy cars before the competition. "That's my team over there," Lucas pointed to a group dressed in vibrant blue. "Hmm, I wasn't aware that people in your line of work sponsored car races," Kate's curiosity piqued. "It's how wealthy mob bosses blow off steam, right Lucas?" Ace interjected with a sly grin. Rolling his eyes, Lucas motioned to another team and replied, "Wilson is sponsoring that one. Though I have a feeling it's merely to spite me." "Why?" Kate probed. "He swooped in and bought out their sponsorship at the last moment, once it became clear that they posed a threat to my team in this race. I'm quite certain that's his motive," Lucas explained. But Ka
“The importance of upgrading the springs, sway bar, and other components cannot be overstated when it comes to handling. Fostering a distinct mindset is crucial for success in this field, markedly different from what you would typically employ for a regular car." Lucas expounded, delving into the depths of his explanation. "I understand...it seems like a lot to keep track of." Kate responded. "However, it all falls into place when you consider it. By outlining the desired results, one can pinpoint the necessary enhancements to achieve them." "Ultimately, it falls on the driver, doesn't it?" "Of course, and every member of the team. One might say that's the weak link." "The team is the weak link?" Kate quizzed, intrigued. "Machines only abide by expected outcomes, and even if they malfunction, it's not due to intentional betrayal. The human element will always be the weakest link." Lucas illustrated, imparting his extensive knowledge of racing. "Hmm...I see your point. As someone