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Undercover in His Bed Pizza Night
"Miss Blackwood, it's time to freshen up and see you to your room," Svetlana commanded, her tone brooking no argument. She looked over at Mila, her voice growing respectful but still firm. "Miss Yakov, Miss Aria will be preparing for the pizza-making. She'll join you shortly."Aria shifted uncomfortably under the stern scrutiny of Svetlana. She turned to Mila, forcing a smile. "Don't worry, Mila, we're going to make the yummiest pizza when I get back.""Okay." Mila pouted. Disappointed, but not enough to kick up a fuss.The elevator dinged, and Roman stepped out. I glanced at him, my jaw tightening with the understanding of what his arrival meant. The faint traces of ruthlessness in his eyes, the steely resolve now melting into casual indifference – all telltale signs of a job just finished in the basement.His gaze swept across the scene, landing on Aria, who was still standing awkwardly on the stairs. A brow lifted in amusement, his lips twitching at the corners."What's the big fus
Last Updated : 2025-01-24Undercover in His Bed Starting
Aria.My heart hammered against my ribcage as I shadowed Svetlana through the labyrinthine corridors of the Yakov mansion. Each grandiose room we passed reeked of power and grandeur, a glaring reminder of the perilous world I'd been thrust into – a wolf's lair."This is your room," Svetlana ground to a halt in front of an imposing door, brandishing a golden key as if it were a weapon. I barely caught myself before slamming into her broad back.Shit!Someone should stick a "sudden stop" sign on her.Mental note: Don't tailgate Svetlana.The woman had the stopping power of a brick wall. My mental meandering came to a halt as I paid attention to what she was doing.The door creaked open, unfolding a realm that was more fairy tale than reality. Forget the typical nanny's quarters – this suite was nothing short of a princess's private sanctuary.Delicately patterned silk wallpaper cloaked the walls, looking more like an artist's loving masterpiece. Commanding the room's attention was a kin
Last Updated : 2025-01-30Undercover in His Bed Delicacy
Aria.The delicious aroma of melting cheese and baking dough wafted out from the kitchen, a call to my empty stomach.God, I hadn't eaten since breakfast yesterday.Between the whirlwind of events and my gnawing nerves, food had been the last thing on my mind. Things were just crazy since last week. The events at the "Velvet Room," the notorious strip joint where my best friend Zara worked, still lingered fresh in my mind.The image of her bloody, bruised face was seared into my brain.The ugly truth slammed into me with the subtlety of a freight train – Zara was in this shitstorm, all thanks to yours truly. The raw bite of guilt chewed me up from the inside out, an unrelenting reminder that I crafted this hellhole we were in. Zara was caught in the crossfire, and my big bro was collateral damage. It was my mess, my responsibility to shovel our way out.Oh, Zara. I am so sorry!Suddenly, I was yanked back, now standing in the kitchen doorway; the irresistible salty aroma was a freakin
Last Updated : 2025-01-30Undercover in His Bed Pizza & Promises
Aria.Axel's lips twitched, and I swore there was a twinkle in his eye."Hungry?" he asked casually, as if I wasn't just dying here."No—" I attempted to bluff, but who was I kidding? My stomach decided to pull a Judas again and grumbled loud enough to register on the Richter scale.In one smooth move, he fished out a slice of the piping hot pizza from the oven, the cheese still bubbling like molten lava, and thrust it at me."Sit. Eat." His gaze locked onto mine.The slice of pizza he was brandishing looked sinfully delicious, a decadent sight of melting cheese and glistening toppings that had my mouth watering like a malfunctioning sprinkler system.I swallowed my saliva. Hard.Putting on my best poker face, but I knew I failed terribly. I might as well have been a starved mutt eyeing a juicy steak. I was sure my eyes were practically bulging out of my head, my tongue lolling out of my mouth.Damn it.Before I could respond, Svetlana interjected. "She's a—"Her protest was cut off b
Last Updated : 2025-01-31Undercover in His Bed Reality Check
Aria's POVThe nod Nikolai sent Mila, accompanied by his deep-chested, "Otlichno, Mila," left me utterly clueless. But the way Mila's face lit up, I figured it must mean something along the lines of "fucking awesome.""Oh, we gave our kitchen staff the day off," Axel announced, the casual nonchalance in his voice throwing me off balance. "You'll get to meet them tomorrow.""Kitchen... staff?" I parroted, incredulity pitching my voice higher.There was a whole staff for this kitchen? For cooking?He swept a hand around the luxurious kitchen, emphasizing his point. "Marco, he's a whiz with pasta – six fingers on his left hand. Great for kneading dough. Born with it."The mental image of a six-fingered pasta maestro was nothing short of bizarre, but I merely nodded, doing my best to look unfazed."And then there's Paolo. The man's a magician with sauces. His Bolognese? Legendary. And finally, Chef Antonio. Head honcho in this circus. Found him in a family-run eatery in Rome when he was si
Last Updated : 2025-01-31Undercover in His Bed The Beast's Other Life
Aria.This poor little kid was going to be caught in the sick game I'd been forced into.I felt like shit.Putting on a smile, I poked Mila gently, "It's alright, Mila. You've still got me and Max to share this pizza party with!" I gestured toward the puppy that was now curled up in a ball of fur, twitching in his sleep like he was chasing rabbits in dreamland.Mila sniffled, wiping at her eyes before giving me a watery smile. "That's okay, Aria," she said, her tone a strange mix of mature acceptance and childlike optimism. "Axel always says, 'Duty before dinner.' He'll eat later."Her acceptance tugged at my heartstrings, the mature sentiment delivered with such nonchalance leaving me stunned. She reminded me of a young version of myself, forced to be stronger than any child should be far too soon."I guess you're right, Mila," I replied, my voice choked up as I forced a cheerfulness I didn't really feel.Thinking quickly, I decided to try to distract her from the immediate disappoin
Last Updated : 2025-02-01Undercover in His Bed War Council
Axel"We've—" Nikolai started but was cut off by a harsh rap on the door."Boss, Grisha," came the deep voice from outside."Da. Come in," I responded, my words cutting through Nikolai's aborted sentence.With a grating creak, the door swung open, and there stood Grisha, our resident mountain of a bodyguard, his icy gaze scanning the room.He was balancing an ornate tray – an odd elegance to his otherwise brutish facade – holding glasses and a dusty bottle of whisky. The bottle was old, its label barely readable. My father's choice – a relic from his reign, just like this shithole.The amber liquid gleamed in the dim light as Grisha poured, its scent permeating the room – a nostalgic remembrance of countless previous councils. It was a reminder of the legacy we carried, the battles fought, and the battles to come."Na zdorovie," Nikolai said, raising his glass. It was a simple toast, yet it held the weight of our collective determination. He downed his drink in one smooth gulp, the gr
Last Updated : 2025-02-01Undercover in His Bed Unmasked
Axel."Roman's on his way to Vegas." I snapped my phone shut and tucked it into my pocket. Grisha had managed to drop Roman at the airport, our private jet waiting for him.I slipped into my leather jacket, feeling the familiar weight settle on my shoulders.Thank goodness for Viktor. Our pilot was a seasoned vet in the game and the real MVP tonight. Old man never slept, always ready to fly whenever we needed him. I owed him a bottle of the finest Russian vodka when I saw him next."He's scheduled a 'friendly chat' with The Serpents by first light tomorrow."Nikolai grunted in acknowledgment, a staccato beat played out on the table with his fingers. I heaved myself out of my chair, with Nikolai mirroring my actions like we were part of some synchronized routine. Outside, midnight had cast a cloak over the city, the remaining night lights putting up a vain fight against the impending darkness. We piled into my Jag, the hum of its engine slicing through the silence, echoing the undercur
Last Updated : 2025-02-02
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Undercover in His Bed Sweat and Temptation
Axel.My towel hit the hamper, still heavy with sweat from my workout. My gym was the only place where I could get Aria out of my fucking head. I'd been pounding the punching bag for the last hour. Anything to keep my mind from spiraling.The desire was eating at me, gnawing away like a constant itch I couldn't scratch.Aria.Just the thought of her name made my cock twitch. I'd been avoiding her, burying myself in work, burying myself in anything to distract from the hunger. But it was there, always there, lurking just beneath the surface.Anyone could be a fucking rat for Viktor, even Aria.I scolded myself, my internal voice raw with warning.Shit, I needed to get a grip. But right then, it wasn't my head that was doing the thinking – it was my cock.I told myself I could stay away, that I could resist her. But who was I kidding? The need was too strong, too raw.Dammit, I wanted her. And I knew, deep down, that it was a craving I wouldn't be able to fight much longer.Coming out o
Undercover in His Bed Silent Instructions
Aria.For a split second, an evil grin flickered across Anya's face, like a glimmer of moonlight on a dark pond. But it was gone as quickly as it came, leaving me wondering if I'd imagined it. Her eyes, though, were a different story – hard, cold, devoid of any semblance of warmth or humanity. It was like staring into the eyes of a shark.In a voice so low, it was practically a breath of wind, she muttered, "Viktor wants you to get ready."The name hit me like a sucker punch, knocking all the air out of me. "Anya... you're..." The rest of the words stuck in my throat as if my vocal cords had gone on strike.My heart skipped a beat. Viktor. She was on his side. Anya, the aloof maid, was also Viktor's spy."Quiet!" Anya hissed, making me snap my mouth shut faster than a mousetrap. That chilling smile she wore moments ago vanished as if it was never there, replaced by the usual wallflower act I'd expected from her.I watched, flabbergasted, as she receded back into the crowd, a chameNilo
Undercover in His Bed Not just a Party.
Aria.I walked into the maid's quarters – a palace in its own right. It was larger than the house I grew up in, decorated with Russian luxury. Gold accents, ornate fixtures, the works. The room was abuzz with quiet whispers. Svetlana's meeting was about to start.Holy hell. I eyed the horde of maids gathered in the room. Did the Yakovs employ the entire female population of Russia?I kept my gaze low, avoiding the intensity of the curious stares boring into me. It felt like walking onto a stage in the middle of a performance – all spotlights and hushed anticipation. I kept my face blank, trying to exude a calm I didn't feel. My heart thudded in my chest, a wild drumbeat against the quiet whispers around me.I headed toward a corner where the least number of gossipy hens were huddl
Undercover in His Bed The Spyware Scandal
Axel."Blyat," I cursed, holding the remains of the spyware we had found scattered throughout the house. "Fucking six of them."Nikolai snorted, tossing another piece onto the table. "Make it seven."Fucking rats."Spy shit in our house, Axel. Stabbed in the back in our own damn home."My hand tightened around the piece of spyware, the metal edges biting into my flesh. The pain was a welcome distraction from the blinding rage simmering beneath the surface. If I could get my hands on Viktor and his rats, I would tear them apart with my bare hands. No mercy."I don't fucking believe this," I snarled, grinding my teeth together so hard I could taste iron on my tongue.A guttural scream tore through the silence, coming from the depths of the compound. It barely made me flinch; I was too wrapped up in the fucking spyware that had invaded my home."They're not holding up well," Nikolai observed, a dark amusement dancing in his eyes as another scream ripped through the air. The sound, though
Undercover in His Bed Weights
Aria.Two damn days.It was like Axel had fallen off the face of the Earth since that weird phone call at the lake house. That night, we had connected. There was something real between us. He was more than just a mob boss; he was a man. And I was falling for him... hard. But spilling my guts to him? Hell, that would have been like painting a target on my back.Shit, I was about to confess everything to him.I'm fucking insane!After the call, it was like someone had flipped a switch in him. The warmth, the openness... all gone. He was cold, distant. We packed up and left the lake house like we were running from a damn ghost.I chewed on my lower lip. But then I pasted on a bright smile.Gotta keep up the act for Mila."Miss Maria, is Ms. Yakov ready for her lesson?" called a man from the stables, his voice rich and deep.I spun around, coming face to face with a pair of smoky eyes set in a ruggedly handsome face. Dark hair. Dark eyes. A killer smile. Great, the horseback riding coach.
Undercover in His Bed Fighting Chance
ZaraA glimmer of hope ignited within me as I eyed the old, rusting doorknob. I'd seen enough action movies to know a thing or two about breaking locks. All I needed was one good swing, one good fucking hit, and that damn knob would fly right off. Picture the cool rush of freedom, right?But then, fucking typical, I heard the murmur of voices outside. My heart plummeted, ice-cold dread pooling in my gut."Cock-blocking bastards," I grumbled, my gaze darting to the locked door. I shoved the pipe back under the old cloth, concealing it as best as I could. Couldn't risk those fuckers finding my ticket out of this shithole. Not when Nilo's life hung by a thread.Crossing the room, I knelt next to Nilo, his face as pale as a ghost's. Each breath he took was shaky and labored. He needed the drugs. Now.Then the door creaked open, revealing two of Viktor's goons, their smug faces setting my teeth on edge. I forced a false smile, my heart hammering an erratic tattoo in my chest."Hey, asshole
Undercover in His Bed Caged Fury
Zara."A fucking week in this fucking shithole," I snarled, feeling the cold seep into my bones from the damp floor.The rat-infested room was a desolate pit of despair, and the sounds of revelry from the floor above made the gnawing ache in my stomach more potent.Beside me, Nilo, poor bastard, was barely hanging on. He was shivering, sweat-soaked, his face deathly pale. They'd been denying him his fix, and the withdrawal was kicking his ass. He needed his fucking drugs, and I needed a goddamn miracle.Nilo heaved again, and the foul smell of vomit filled the small space. My heart clenched, but I kept my face hard. I wasn't going to let them see me break."Get a grip, Nilo," I said, but it was gentler than I intended. He couldn't help it; the withdrawal was a bitch. "Fuck this!" I stormed over to the heavy iron door, slamming my fists against it. "Hey! Assholes! You gonna let him die in here?"The footsteps thudded closer, sounding like a damn drumbeat in my skull. The door groaned o
Undercover in His Bed Crossing the Line
Axel.I watched as Aria trotted away with Mila, my sister urgently whispering something about needing to pee. It left me alone with Ekaterina. There was a pause as we watched them disappear into the house."You do good with Mila," Ekaterina finally broke the silence, and I was sure I heard pride in the words.Switching to our native Russian, I confessed to Ekaterina, "Mila's an easy kid. She's really warmed up to Aria, too. She thinks... well, she thinks Aria is like Belle from Beauty and the Beast." I shrugged. What did I know about kids' fairy tales?Ekaterina chuckled at that, a sound that took me back to simpler times. Then she looked at me warmly. "You seem happy, Axel," she remarked. "Truly happy. It's good to see you like this."I could feel the truth of her words, the lightness in my heart, the calmness that wasn't there before. She was right. I was happy.Her gaze moved to where Aria had just disappeared with my sister. "I like that one. Keep her. She might be young," she beg
Undercover in His Bed Dinner Disruptions
Aria"Hungy time," Mila announced, slapping her tiny belly. The seriousness on her face, the sheer gravity of her statement, yanked a surprised laugh from both Axel and me."Again?" Axel looked surprised. She nodded, then giggled as her belly rumbled."Wait, that's not a thunderclap?" I mocked, a feeble attempt to wash away the red searing my cheeks. "Here I was, thinking we're due for a storm, but it's just Mila's stomach playing tricks!""No, silly!" Mila giggled, her laughter a soothing balm to the tension knotting in my chest.I sneaked a peek at Axel, catching him mid-stare. Our eyes met, and there it was – a gentle smile playing on his lips. Melting my heart.Oh God, please don't do that."See that?" He gestured toward the vast, open sky, hues of pinks and oranges bleeding into each other. The sunset. Gorgeous, yet an unwanted reminder of time flying.A swift check of my wristwatch confirmed it – we'd been there for hours, tangled in our problems, our fears. My fears."Let's hea
