Share
Chapter 64.
Related chapters
Undercover. Chapter 65.
Teagan POV.It has been a week since the plan failed and I am here in the safe clubhouse, still in lockdown. I haven’t spoken to Antonio since the night we had that discussion because that is what it was. It wasn’t an argument. He isn’t worth my time or energy.I sit on the porch looking out around the yard, seeing the men working on their bikes and women milling about. I still need to decide what to do with Rosena.“Here doll, you look like you could use this.” I look up and see one of the women holding out a glass of juice, and I take it from her as she sits next to me. I learnt she was the VP’s old lady, or wife to those that aren’t in this life. The VP is called Renegade and her name is Eva.“Thanks.” I say as I lean back to get comfortable.“How long you got?” she asks and I look at her, eyeing her cautiously.“Not long, why?” I ask her and she looks away. I follow her line of sight and see she is looking at her man and I see Antonio. I scoff internally.“They know you are marrie
Undercover. Chapter 66.
Teagan POV.It has been a month since my melt down with Antonio after we shared a beautiful moment with him seeing his kids. I have stayed away from him. I have been focusing on, well, nothing. I don’t want this life.I sit in the room where Rosena is being kept. I have been doing this a lot, just coming to see her but not talk to her. She has spoken to me, but all I can do is think of the happy times with her, my uncle, my mom, and dad. Before everything went to shit and all the lies were exposed. I know I’m not innocent in this game.My head is well and truly messed up. I look at her and even though she is my prisoner, and I had no problem killing her husband. This is different, but in a way, it isn’t.“Teagan, please speak to me. You are not doing ok.” She says softly and I just look at her. Why am I even here? How will this go down?“Please Teagan, you have me worried. What’s wrong sweetie-pie?” I stand up to leave. As I turn around, I stop and sigh looking up at the dark ceiling.
Undercover. Chapter 67.
Teagan POV.“Momma, wake up. Momma, it’s time for breakfast.” Little hands of my daughter squish my cheeks as I pretend to be asleep. Today is Saturday, and this is our morning routine.“Angel, leave momma alone. She is really tired.” I fight the smile, listening to Nathaniel, my brave boy. I nearly lost them both when word got out about me leaving. The cartel found me, so I did what I had to in order to keep them safe. I killed the men that came for us.That was when they were both two years old. So we moved in the middle of the night and never looked back. Every so often, we move to stay off the radar of the cartel and the mafia. Marco found us a year ago. I don’t know how, but I sent him away. He promised he would not tell Antonio or anyone where I was.That if I ever needed him, we could go home. That Antonio is worried sick and has been looking for us. He is heartbroken that I left.Last night I was packing for yet another move as word has reached my ear that mobster looking men
Undercover. Chapter 68.
Teagan POV.We ditched the car not long after leaving the house and bought a new one. We have spent days on the road. Staying in crappy motels. The kids were still shaken up, but this morning they seem more like themselves.“Momma, are we there yet?” I have been on plenty of road trips with my little devils, so I am used to this question. She has asked me this for what seems like every five minutes.“Nearly baby, maybe another two hours. Do we need a potty break?” I ask as I see the signs for a service station up ahead.“Yup, I need to pee bad and momma I’m hungry.” I smile as I signal to exit and pull over and into the service station.I shut the engine off and look around to make sure we weren’t followed. The coast is clear. I turn in my seat and look at them both.“Right, y’all know the rules. So let me hear them.”“Stay by you, no walking off and no talking to strangers.” I nod my head and smile at them both as they speak in unison.“That’s right, come on. We need to be back on th
Undercover. Chapter 69.
Antonio POV.Six years, six fucking years. I have followed leads to find her and our kids. Each time we got close, we were always too late, even as close as three hours. She would run again. The situation with Alejandro has been difficult. The man is a fucking ghost and I want to make that permanent in the very near future.We knew his men had also tracked her down and by the time we got there; we knew she was alive. The bodies in her wake had proven that. She was always a few steps ahead, not staying in one place too long. Marco was gone for two weeks him and Gianni had split up in the search. So did the mercenaries and the MC. They were all looking for her but always came back empty-handed.Marco came back over a year ago and looked conflicted I pressed him for information and he didn’t give anything away, I knew he had seen her hell maybe even spoke to her, but I knew my little tiger she would have sworn him to secrecy.We have been awaiting her arrival for years since the first at
Undercover. Chapter 70.
Teagan POV.The question threw me for a loop. Will they be known as DeNucci or Moretti?“How about both?” I say, looking at him. God, I thought the feelings I had for him had died, but I was wrong. They have come rushing out like a dam had burst. I love him and I always have, even after what he did. I fought with myself daily, especially when I gave birth.Seeing those eyes staring at me every day, it broke the resolve, but I was too damn proud and stubborn to go to him. I did what I could, worked odd jobs in whatever town we lived in. Plus, I still had a chunk of the money I had taken with me.I didn’t need to work, but it would look suspicious moving to a new town with twins being a single woman, so I worked to keep an eye on anyone who looked like they didn’t belong and it’s a damn good thing I did.The first time we were attacked, I was working in a local diner and saw them, so I knew they were here for me and my babies. I did what I had to. It was kill or be fucking killed. So yo
Undercover. Chapter 71.
Antonio POV.It has been three weeks since Teagan and our kids arrived. The body cam and the phone were useless. So we had no leads. Teagan slept for the whole day when she went to bed the first night after being back. She was wiped out. She had protected the kids valiantly, and she deserved the break.The kids are amazing; they are well behaved and are a testament to her hard work. They help with jobs around the mansion. The maids were at a loss for what to do with them, so they gave them little tasks they could manage. Even Nate helped with the chores.Today is no different. We had brought in tutors because it is too risky to send them to school. So one of the rooms was converted into a classroom for them. The kids are intelligent and have engaged in their lessons.Teagan, however, is a different story all together. She was cautious about the people who were coming to teach the kids so she would stay in the room with her gun at the ready and who can blame her? She is fiercely protec
Undercover. Chapter 72.
Teagan POV.Waking in the familiar room, the familiar bed. I reach for the side of me and the side is cold. I sigh as I sit up and clutch the sheet to my bare chest. Last night replays on repeat in my head as I touch my lips and neck.We went at it like teenagers until the early morning. I’m deliciously sore and aching everywhere, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I have moved on from what happened over six years ago. I can’t keep denying my feelings for him and being back here brought them back.I thought the memories of what happened in the barn would have haunted me, taunted me, but they didn’t. if anything, I have made peace with them. Life is too damn short, yeah sure, I could have told him no and been amicable for the sake of the kids, but Antonio is the flame that I am drawn to.I climb out of bed, wrapping the white sheet around my chest as I move to the bathroom. Looking at myself in the mirror, for the first time in six years, I now recognise the woman staring back at me
Latest chapter
