Teagan POV.I look in the mirror at the white sundress I am wearing. The dressing on my shoulder showing. I have pulled my hair into a bun on top of my head. This is the definition of a damn shotgun wedding. I tried to run last night, but guess what? You guessed it I was caught. Frog marched back to my room, the door, and windows locked. I even tried again this morning, but here we are.Then I remembered this wedding wasn’t legally binding. Then I calmed down. Jokes on him though, because I have a feeling in my gut things are only getting to get worse, but for who? Knowing my luck, it will be me.The door unlocks and in walks Gianni. He looks at me with pity and I just roll my eyes at him. I don’t need his damn pity. What I want is to be far away from here, but no. His brother had to force this. All because of that cunt and the silly attempt on my life, but she will get hers. I won’t be telling Antonio who it is. He can figure it out for himself.“You look beautiful. Are you ready?” H
Gianni POV.I watch from the wine cellar door. I watch as that slimy fucker corners Bobbi. I smirk when I see her fighting so hard to not lose her shit with him. But then I hear something I know I’m not meant to hear.He not only openly flirted with her in my brother’s damn house at his wedding, he also called her Teagan. I fucking knew there was something off with her. This whole damn time, I won’t go to Antonio with this because he won’t believe me. I need to have proof.I watch as she storms away, leaving the fucker looking in her direction lovingly. Wait! Well fuck me, the slimeball is in love with her. So he must be the ex she caught cheating. But that can’t be right, we know who he is. He is one of the informants working in RICO. His daddy is a slimeball too.I watch as he runs his hand through his hair and strengthens his suit before walking outside, no doubt to José. I push the door the rest of the way open and step out with the champagne in hand.“Gianni, have you seen Bobbi?
Teagan POV.I watch as Gianni practically runs away like his ass is on fire. Ok, should I be worried about this? Teagan, you are so fucking stupid, yes you should be worried about all of this. I watch as the SUV races away and I turn with a sigh before my eyes land on an angry Antonio.Oh boy, what now?“You need to go to our room and stay there.” I look at him, confused.“What is going on?” I ask him and his usually warm eyes could freeze me to my spot. OK, whatever has happened it’s serious.“Answer me, what’s happened?” he grasps my upper arm and pulls me inside. I wince in pain as he has grabbed my sore arm. I try to tell him, but he ignores me. He instructs one of his men to clear the garden and to initiate the nest procedure.“What is nest? What is happening, Antonio?” I try to wretch my arm from his bruising grip, ignoring the pain as he frog marches me through the mansion towards the stairs. I stumble up and I whirl on him and pull my arm free with a wince. No doubt a bruise i
Antonio POV.I know I should have told Bobbi what was going on, but I can’t. The less she knows, the better for her. I know I hurt her when I grabbed her, and I didn’t apologise; I feel like a right prick for hurting her. It is adding to the long list of shit I have done to her.Locking her in the room was the best decision. I know Bobbi would have no doubt tried to follow. I know she is stronger than I first realised, however that being said, it doesn’t matter if she is stronger now or not. I can’t let her get hurt. I promised she would be safe and knowing she is locked in my room, well; she is safe.We arrive at what remains of Temptress. I climb out of the SUV and walk closer to the do not cross tape. I look at the charred building; I see Gianni standing to the other side, his fists clenched, but his face is showing a different array of emotions. Anger, denial, pain, regret.I have no idea why he would be feeling the others apart from anger. Hell, I’m fucking pissed. Temptress was
Teagan POV.It has been hours since I was made a prisoner in his bedroom. If I had Lucifer, I wouldn’t be so damn bored. I have looked around the room to find anything that I could use to bring them down, but nothing.The sound of the TV in the background does nothing to chase the boredom or the feeling of loneliness. Laying on the sofa thinking back to everything.Temptress was burnt to the ground during the wedding. But something is telling me it was not Josés doing. He seemed genuine when we spoke briefly. Langton, however, is a complete dickhead. So, if Antonio knew of my involvement with him, I would not be in this room.Hell no, I would be tortured in the barn. I don’t even shudder at the thought. I have been prepared for this since I was sixteen, so I have to thanks aunt Rita and uncle Corey for that. Still, it doesn’t stop me from thinking about what techniques they will use to get the information from me.The way Antonio was with me before being all dominant and protective, I
Antonio POV.Waking in the morning in my bed alone, I look to the side. This is not how I planned last night to go down. Hell, as naïve as I am, I was hoping it would have gone down differently. With me and my tiger giving in to the sexual tension that is between us both. But then that cunt had to burn my damn club to the ground and forced my hand again to lock her in this very room.I groan as I leave the bed and I feel and look like shit. I am never drinking that much again. I can handle my alcohol, but yesterday I drank a lot more and now it feels like I have an army stomping through my head.I make my way to the bathroom and use the toilet before turning on the shower. Once inside, I think back to the phone call, that voice I recognise slightly, but I’m not sure from when or where. Once I’m washed and feel slightly better, I leave the shower, grab a towel and wrap it around my waist as I head to the walk-in closet to get ready for today.Once dressed in my tailor made Tom Ford sui
Teagan POV.I enter the library and find the laptop waiting for me sat on a desk facing the door. I move closer to it and sit down. I open the lid and wait for it to turn on. I look around the library and wait for it to boot up. Once it does. I check the apps and roll my eyes. Seriously, did they think I would do a damn internet search? Morons.I grab a USB from my pocket and I smirk as I plug it in. I access the files and wait for them to download. I spin on the chair, waiting when I hear the beep to tell me I am now secure and the app I need is waiting to be opened.I get to work and access the dark web and use my alias I haven’t used since I was a kid when I would forge IDs for the kids in school and change grades. I even hacked into the local police system. Yeah, I have skills.I get to work hacking into the system here and the files at the FBI. My fingers fly across the keys. Messages pop up and I ignore them.I find the information I need from Simon’s laptop. Wow, for someone wh
Teagan POV.It has been three days since I hacked into Simon’s laptop and made the discovery. Was I shocked? Not really everything stems down to money and revenge. I mean, who can blame him? He found his wife, well, ex-wife, sandwiched between his boss and his brother. I’m actually shocked that Antonio and Gianni haven’t suspected him since then.I sit here watching and listening while they all think I’m oblivious to what is going on. Laying on the sofa in the living room with Lucifer laying next to me. He is snoring and I’m scrolling through my phone.I know which of the guards are working for Alejandro and so I watch and listen. I have seen the three in question cast glances at me and every time they look my way; I smirk at them and give them a subtle nod, so they know I know what they are doing. Simon also knows, but he knows I can’t out him.I know Simon has told them I know, but they keep their distance and I know they are shitting their pants in case I expose them, but that woul