"You've vowed to be mine. There is no backing out. You'll belong to me, body and soul. I'll make sure you never forget that." Rose Anderson, an ambitious FBI agent, is sent on a dangerous undercover mission to investigate Luca Castillo, the ruthless mafia don of the Spanish mafia after rejecting her boss's advances. Determined to save her mother and prove her worth, she rises to the challenge. When the mission takes a more intense turn with an undue matrimony, she fights to gather evidence while unravelling the dark trails he covers. The closer she gets to the truth, the more perilous her situation becomes as her heart gets entwined in the mission. Will she choose her heart over what is right?
View MoreROSEI stared at the wedding dress that hung in the corner of the room like a testament of my doom.The wedding was tomorrow, just four days after I had so tragically met him. I could not understand why Luca wanted us married so soon.A looming sense of dread hung over me like a curtain as I scribbled down my observations into the little notebook I had gotten on my way back from getting the gown. The sooner I got done with this case and Luca was arrested, the better for all of us.My phone was in the purse I had lost when I was cruelly abducted, cutting off my connection to the world completely.I had barely seen Trevor around, but he left me clues around, informing me of his presence.It would be risky for him to be seen as with me, especially when cameras littered the ceiling of almost every room, including mine.I read through the last note he had left for me in my bathroom. It was a kind of clue.'The door at the end of the hallway in the fifth hallways. It's secured by two guard
LUCA"Mantén los ojos en ella." My order was clear as I spoke to Hugo, my most trusted soldier. (Keep your eyes on her).He nodded sharply, understanding even the words I didn't say. The soldiers who I had sent to take care of the rat, a mole, in my mafia had been lucky to capture the witness. I hated trails. Anger simmered beneath my skin when they informed me that there was a witness. I was ready to spill their blood to cover my tracks, but they knew me well enough to have captured the witness.I would have wasted her unique beauty by putting a bullet through her head on the first glance if my sixth sense didn't tell me that there was more to her. Besides, she had come just at the right time.Speaking of time, I lifted my wrist to check the time on my wristwatch. My shipment was late by half an hour. A scowl etched itself on my face.I hated delays. The 'coke' was supposed to have arrived and be ready for supply, but it was delayed by the ever punctual suppliers, El Chacal, a reno
His bride?Luca had left the room without giving me much of a choice. What other choice did I have anyway?My stomach churned with sadness and disbelief. I cursed Chief Slade mentally. I had been reduced from a deserving FBI agent to a criminal's bride, all for the sake of my career and my mother's health. If he wasn't so perverted, I would never be in this mess. I wondered how my mother was doing. She was never in support of my career as an agent. She always thought it to be a dangerous job. I was suddenly seeing her point. Was my dream of being a top senior agent just a fantasy?Hot tears rolled down my cheeks. One of the men in the room freed me from the chair of death that I sat in, but I was too weak to stand.The urge to run out of there lingered, but the rational part of me cautioned me against it. I had irrationally gone after the voice outside the club, and it had led me to this mess. Surprisingly, it had also led me straight to my target. As much as I hated the situation
I jerked awake as ice-cold water slammed into me, breathing heavily like a fish out of water. I coughed and spluttered as the freezing sensation ran through me like electric shock. My clothes clung to me, and the coldness of the water seeped into my skin, weakening me.I tried to lift my hands, but it did not budge. Panic coursed through me as I tried to move, but I couldn't. The chair beneath me creaked as I squirmed. I couldn't see anything either, as a thick blindfold covered my eyes.Slowly, the memories of the past events came back to me. The mission. The target. The murder scene.I had to get out of here. I had a hunch that the people who had captured me had something to do with the murder I had witnessed. Tears burned the back of my eyes. I had to get out of this hell. I had a mission to accomplish. My mother's life was on the line."Hello!" I screamed more out of uncertainty rather than fear. I had long silenced my fear since I chose this mission."Good. You're awake," a dee
The crisp autumn air stung my skin as I stepped out of the plane in the country of Spain. My heart pounded with the weight of what lay ahead.This was the price I had to pay for a promotion that I clearly deserved. This was my price for rejecting my boss's advances towards me when I requested a promotion and a raise, all for my sick mother who was battling with sickle cell anaemia.Life they say is unfair, but mine was beyond that. It was cruel. I had become accustomed to struggling ever since my dad decided to just disappear from my life because he couldn't handle my mother's health crisis anymore.I had struggled, working and schooling, just to afford my mother's medication and hospitalisation, and had successfully achieved my dream of being an FBI agent.The dream had slowly become a nightmare when I watched the people who had gotten in at the same time with me get promoted to the position of a senior agent, leaving me at the bottom with a salary that could no longer cover my moth
The crisp autumn air stung my skin as I stepped out of the plane in the country of Spain. My heart pounded with the weight of what lay ahead.This was the price I had to pay for a promotion that I clearly deserved. This was my price for rejecting my boss's advances towards me when I requested a promotion and a raise, all for my sick mother who was battling with sickle cell anaemia.Life they say is unfair, but mine was beyond that. It was cruel. I had become accustomed to struggling ever since my dad decided to just disappear from my life because he couldn't handle my mother's health crisis anymore.I had struggled, working and schooling, just to afford my mother's medication and hospitalisation, and had successfully achieved my dream of being an FBI agent.The dream had slowly become a nightmare when I watched the people who had gotten in at the same time with me get promoted to the position of a senior agent, leaving me at the bottom with a salary that could no longer cover my moth
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