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THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Eleven.
(Chris' POV)It took me almost dying to understand what was happening. I had found my own Chris. I didn't have to think about much when I worked with Lily, as she did the worrying for us, but now I had to be Lily since Lola was just being reckless. And when she saw that what Lily and I did wasn't just us having fun, she wanted to bail; she didn't want to have to work for anything, and maybe it was time she was taught that nothing comes for free.“If you hurt my fingers again, I'm going to have Alfonso cut yours off.” Lola threatened.I scoffed, “That would mean you'd have to tell him you weren't really kidnapped, but you were just trying to get away from him,” I replied, “I would like to see how that would play out.”“Alfonso loves me. He wouldn't hurt me; I'm the mother of his son.” She retorted.I snickered, “With the smile I saw on him as he was walking with Lily into that building, I have a feeling that he prefers the other Lily.”I prefer the other Lily, I thought.“Whatever,” Lo
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Twelve.
(Lily's POV)I had just finished tying Alfonso's tie after our intense sexual encounter when the door was opened and Gloria walked in.“You have someone here to see you.” She said.“I'll go and get you lunch, sir.” I nodded and was about to leave when Alfonso stopped me.“Who is the meeting with?” He asked Gloria.“Mr. Castellano.” She replied.As he stood up and adjusted his suit, he stated, “Let Gloria get the lunch; I will need you to join me in this meeting.” He wrote something down and handed it to Gloria. “That is the lunch order. Lily, let's go.”“I’ll grab my notepad.” I said as I rushed to my desk.Gloria didn't seem very happy to be the one running around getting food. But the boss said she had to get it, so that's exactly what she was going to do.We walked in, and surprisingly, it was one of the men I had researched when I was going through his calendar. I also looked at his work, and he wasn't doing so well at bringing profits to the company. I didn't know if Alfonso didn
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Thirteen.
(Alfonso's POV)I got a text from Don asking that I get to the location immediately. That meant he needed me to go and see him.“I have to go.” I said as I pocketed my phone, making sure not to make eye contact with Lily as I knew that she wasn't going to like me just walking out, “I'll have a driver come pick you up.”I went to the elevator, and as they opened, I made eye contact with Gloria, but I just walked past her and towards my car.I was welcomed by Ramon again, trying to act tough. I scoffed as I went straight to Don's office.“I was at work. With my wife.” I stated, “This better be important.”“Gemma wants to talk to you.” He said.“That couldn't wait until after I got home from work with my wife?” I shook my head.“I saw how you behaved the first time you saw Gemma; you might be in denial, but deep down you know that you still have feelings for her, and despite you trying to act like a loving and loyal husband, we both know that you will do whatever she wants when you leave
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Fourteen.
(Lily’s POV)I didn't have a good night's sleep; I kept wondering where Alfonso had run off to and why he lied about it.I had just started to doze off comfortably when Frank ran into my room.“Morning.” He said this as he began jumping on the bed.I rolled over and smiled at him. “Why are you up so early?” I asked, finally realizing that I had been awake all night.“I want to go back to day care.” He exclaimed enthusiastically.I sighed as I begrudgingly got out of bed. “I will help you get ready then.”I also have to go to work. Alone this time.I looked at my phone, and there were no texts or calls from Alfonso. Maybe it had something to do with the mafia? I wondered.Lily, you don't have to overthink it; if it's business—mafia or otherwise—he won't be on his phone all the time. He'll text or call later.I helped Frank get ready as he kept telling me about the many friends he made at day care. He also has a best friend named Blaire now.“So you are having fun in day care?” I asked
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Fifteen.
(Lily's POV)I let myself wander off in my mind, imagining Alphonso calling me from down the stairs. I could see his charming smile; his hair was messy, the way I like it; and he was dressed casually, with a pair of sweatpants and a vest.I wanted to run into his hands and just feel his embrace.I fell down the stairs after missing a step.“Oh, my goodness, are you okay?” I opened my eyes to see a man with his face covered in a ski mask.I groaned, “I think I'm fine.” I said, as I touched my head, feeling a little lightheaded.“What did you do?” Another man walked in and saw me lying on the ground. For a moment I thought he was all in my head.“She slipped, and she just went tumbling down.” The other man replied defensively.“Get her up, seat her on that chair, and tie her hands behind her back.” Said the other man.The man who was behind me led me to the kitchen, put me on a chair, and duct taped my hands behind me.“If it's money you are looking for; I don't have any; maybe my husba
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Sixteen.
(Alphonso's POV)I had been having fun with Gemma. I had forgotten just how much fun, exciting, and adventurous she was in bed.Having sex with her was exciting.I was lying beside her, and she was resting on my chest. Asleep.I usually go to sleep immediately after our lovemaking, but for some reason tonight I was unable to. I had an unsettling feeling inside me, as if a warning sign that something was wrong.I hated myself for this, but for the first time since I came here, I thought about my wife and child back home. I had no way of communicating with them, and I was sure that Lily was worried sick about me.I looked down at Gemma as I slowly slipped out of bed and went to sleep in a different room after I tied her hands on the bedpost.I was woken the next day by Gemma screaming my name.I sighed as I got out of bed and walked to her room.“Would you be quiet?” I asked as I rubbed my eyes.“What?!” She asked confused, “Why am I tied to the bed?”“I gave you what you wanted, and no
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Seventeen.
(Lola's POV)I rested my arm on the armrest of the private plane as I held the glass of red wine to my lips and took a sip of the expensive wine Daniel had brought from an auction in France. I was living the comfortable life I have always wanted. More like the one I already had but gave up.“How does the wine taste, baby?” Daniel asked as he joined me and kissed me on the cheek.I smiled at him and said, “Delicious. You always have fine taste in wine.”That's something he loves—being praised for even the slightest accomplishment. Ugh, so exhausting.“Anything for my lady.” He replied with a smile.Daniel wasn't who I thought he was. It turns out he has a wife and two children; he was just looking for a mistress, something cute he could show off like his expensive paintings. But it didn't matter to me as long as I had money to spend and could travel the world.“So, where are we going next?” I asked.“Ugh, I have to go back home to be with my wife for this charity function.” He replied.
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Eighteen.
(Alphonso's POV) In an effort to ease my guilt, I had booked the best hospital room for Lily. I even started working at her hospital room just so I could be with her, protect her, and I would go home and spend time with our son, who kept asking about his mother, and I didn't know how to explain what was going on with his mom. I had been ignoring calls from the police, who were still trying to talk to me for some reason. Between running around between the office, hospital, hotel we were staying at, and home, where the police had left the mess for me to clean up, it didn't help me when I saw just how hard Lily had fought to keep Frank safe. The blood trail that showed me how she dragged herself from one room to Frank's room just to make sure he was safe. “There you are.” I heard someone say. I turned around to find Detective Smith standing behind me. “Where is your partner?” I asked as I continued to look at the mess the house was in. Frank's door was broken. I couldn't, in good f
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THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Seventy.
EPILOGUE.ONE YEAR LATER.Frank was playing with Sienna while Alphonso and Lily were in charge of the people planning a party for her one-year birthday.The door to their new house, a house Alphonso wanted to raise his kids in but Lola never allowed it, opened and in walked Oscar, Gemma and Abigail.“Hello sweetie,” Lily greeted Abigail who just waved as she rushed towards the back yard to find Frank and Sienna. They had formed such a close friendship, including Sienna too despite her young age, and so had their parents.Gemma couldn’t wait to share the news with Lily. And the first thing to show her was the engagement ring.“Oh my god that is so beautiful, I guess he finally popped the question?” Lily asked loud enough to capture Oscar’s attention.“Rushing it actually.” Oscar responds, and he turns to Alphonso, “and you’ll be my best man an
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Sixty-Nine.
(Third Person’s POV)It was close to the day Lily was to give birth to her little baby girl, and Alphonso seemed to be the nervous one. He was walking around looking at whether he had everything that Lily was going to need at the hospital gathered together.“Should I bring the fluffy or comfy pillow?” Alphonso wondered out aloud as he weighed the options in front of him.He turned to Lily – who was casually lying on the couch in a dolphin onesie eating crisps covered in ice cream.“You know the due date is usually just an estimation by the doctor, right?” She stuffed a bunch of ice creamed covered crisps in her mouth.“The doctor said the due date is likely tomorrow, and I think it doesn’t hurt to be prepared.” Alphonso replied with shrug, “I will go with a comfy one. I think at that point you’ll value comfort above everything else.”Frank joined their p
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Sixty-Eight.
(Noah’s POV)It had been almost two weeks, and the person I had assigned to watch Diana’s other apartment still had nothing to report to me.If Diana wasn’t staying there, then where the hell was she?!I kept trying to call her phone, but it kept going straight to voicemail. Was she listening to this?I left another message.This time leaving out all the threats and curses.“I just want us to talk about this, Diana. Come back home, and we can have a level-headed conversation about this. We don’t need to ruin our marriage.” I took a deep breath. “I even asked Lola to leave and told her I wanted nothing to do with the child. You are the one I want to have a family with, Diana. Now please call me back.”I hung up after leaving the message.It had taken me a while, but I noticed that I hadn’t seen Lola in a while. I looked around the house, and I was definitely
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Sixty-Seven.
(Lola’s POV)It had been over a week since Diana left. The trip was supposed to be for a week, but Noah seemed oblivious to this. I knew that Diana was planning something.I had snuck into her room, and there was almost nothing in the closet. Her jewellery was gone. Most of her clothes, shoes and bags.I cursed under my breath; she was leaving this idiot, and he didn’t even worry about it. Or notice it.It was time I went back to my life, back to Alphonso.I started to scope out the apartment. It had been a long since I was there, and I wanted to know what to expect. But all I had seen so far was Frank and Catherine. Never Alphonso.I even tried to sneak into the apartment once, but the locks had been changed.I had lost all my leverage. But I was still Frank’s mother, and I was going to use that to my advantage.“Where did you go?” Noah asked as he came into the house from scoping
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Sixty-Six.
(Chris’ POV)Alphonso, Lily, and Frank definitely didn’t spend just an hour together. I was at the parking lot, staring down at Alphonso’s truck.In my mind, I was debating whether or not I wanted to break into the car and see what I could find.But his truck was parked in a place where people would definitely see me if I went and started snooping around his car.I decided to finally go and throw the hook at Denning to see if she would catch what I wanted her to.I handed her a cup of coffee—good coffee, not from the hospital.“I thought you could use some pampering.” I gave her a sweet smile, turning on my charm.“I have been on my feet the whole night.” She complained, but hugged the coffee gratefully. “I have just four more hours left in my shift, then I could go home.” She didn’t seem to even notice my charm, most women do and I don’t have to
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Sixty-Five.
(Alphonso’s POV)I closed the door to the bathroom after seeing the man in the shower.“Why did you bring him to where we live with Frank?!” I asked Gemma, shocked that after she gave me a lecture about being reckless, she would do this around my kid.She sighed, “About Frank. I have arranged for Catherine to pick him up at the private airstrip.”“Who will Frank be traveling with?” I inquired.“The pilot is a trusted friend of mine. I have communicated with Catherine, and she has agreed to pick him up. I spoke with Oscar, and he will be letting Abigail and Frank spend more time together; in the meantime, we will be cleaning stuff up here in Deadwood.” Gemma seemed to have thought of everything.I pointed to the door and said, “I think he is too doped up to even formulate a single word.”“I doubt he even knows that he is no longer at Chris’ h
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Sixty-Four.
(Diana’s POV)Time always seemed to fly by when I was with Sean. But this time I had my wits with me and didn’t try to sleep with him.He did, however, call me to make sure I got home alright, and it was the small gestures he made that Noah didn’t bother with that made me want to file for divorce even faster.The next morning, I was at the accountant’s office. I wanted to sort out the issues with my finances first, so that the divorce lawyer could have an entire picture of what we were dealing with.“Diana Adams?” An older woman called out my name.“Brett Hunter?” I asked in confusion.The woman chuckled. “You were under the impression that I was a man?”I shook my head, but I was sure my eyes betrayed me.She gestured for me to follow her, “Don’t worry about it. My father knew what he was doing, as my name is what got me here. And my super
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Sixty-Three.
(Chris’ POV)I decided to go home and pack; maybe find my way out of Deadwood. Lily didn’t seem to notice me with Alphonso around, and staying at this point was just doing more harm than good.All I needed now was to give Ben a bad batch of drugs; he overdoses, and I throw him in some corner as I leave Deadwood.I was back at the house to find Ben gone!I cursed under my breath as I ran around every room in the house, trying to find him.“Ben?! Where the fuck are you?!” I called out; I didn’t know if I thought he would respond back, but it didn’t hurt to try.He was too drugged up to be able to leave this house alone. But I wasn’t sure of his state; I had been spending most of my time at the hospital with Lily.I didn’t know why, but I felt this burst of anger towards her. How dare she?I took care of her after that crazy wife Alphonso has stabbed her and left her
THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE Sixty-Two.
(Diana’s POV)I didn’t want to go and meet up with Sean. I didn’t even know he had my number. Where did he get my number again?I was in the kitchen making myself some breakfast—glad I didn’t have to take care of Lola anymore—when my phone rang.Unknown caller.I was confused as to who it could be, but I ignored it.“Who was calling you?” Lola asked curiously.I shrugged, “unknown number. Probably a telemarketer or something along those lines.”“Are you sure it’s not the guy you spent the night with?” Lola continued to inquire. If I didn’t know any better, I would have thought Noah sent her to spy on me.Noah had been acting a bit weird too late. As if he wanted us to fix our marriage, but he would then turn around and go back to sleep on the same bed with Lola.I picked up my creamy coffee and my phone with the plate of
