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Undercover. Chapter 79.
Teagan POV.It has been three months since what happened in Mexico. I have taken over the remaining cartel and the title of the heir to the DeNucci family. That was all finalised in the weeks after the takedown in Mexico.It was hard to do, especially when the kids had refused to leave my side in the beginning, and that was fine with me. I needed them close to me. Antonio was great and understood that we needed time to digest what happened. After it was all finalised, I spiralled, and I spiralled fast and hard.He understood I needed time to process that I killed my father. No, not my father, but the monster he became. Even though I knew it was either me or him, I knew that it is still a burden, as my mind refuses to acknowledge any of his wrongdoings. It’s like my brain is stuck in a loop of all the good he did and how he was in the beginning.Antonio has been there to pull me out of the downward spiral I was heading in. The denial of what happened. He has not left my side and for th
Undercover. Chapter 80.
Teagan POV.I’m numb. That’s all I can describe this. Numb and in shock. I look at the black-and-white image in my hand and blink. No, this is not happening!I’m fifteen weeks pregnant! What the fuck!“Teagan, it’s ok.” I look from the image in my hand as I look at Antonio, who is sitting there all smug. With a look on his face of I told you so. I’m freaking out. Can I do this again? The twins were hard enough. Now another one?“How is this ok? I was so convinced it wasn’t. Oh my god, it’s not the right time Antonio. It’s not the right time.” I sob into my hands. I should be happy, but I’m too stressed still fighting the demons of what I did. How can we have another baby? We can’t.“Hey, shh. We will face this together. You’re not alone, Teagan. Don’t you see that this baby. Our baby is a blessing. It is a gift. We will do this together. I promise you.” he pulls me to him as I sob. I don’t know how to feel about this. I should be over the moon, but I’m not.“You are going to speak to
Undercover. Epilogue.
Angel POV.I watch as my momma and daddy dance around the kitchen. I smile at what they have and I know I will never have that. You see, I am now twenty-one years old. I’m keeping a secret from my parents. A secret that will cause a war.I sigh as I head to my room. I take the stairs and head into my room. I sit on the bed and think about what I’m going to do? I look at my phone next to me and pick it up. I open the messaging app and look at his profile picture.Ryder or Savage, as he is known to the club. He is the son of Hatchet, the former president of the Prince of Darkness MC. The same MC that has an allegiance with my family.I have known Ryder since we were kids. He is older than I am. He is twenty-five years old and has recently taken over as pres of the MC. I have been in love with him since we were kids, but everything changed a few weeks ago.I have been sleeping with him since I turned eighteen. We were in a relationship. A secret one at that. I couldn’t tell my parents be
Undercover. Chapter 1.
Teagan POV.Looking at the memorial photo on the wall, I feel nothing. Not even twelve years later. If anything, it has been eighteen years ago since I lost him, the same day I lost my mom.My mom was killed in the line of duty. She was a beat cop, and she loved her job. She was gunned down. It was a wrong place at the wrong time scenario. That day, I lost both my parents. My dad was a renowned FBI agent. The day she died, he was never the same again.I was seven at the time. I remember being woken by a loud crash and a roar filled with pain; I hid in my closet until my dad found me. He was crying. He told me mommy was with the angels and she wasn’t coming back. I cried, refused to eat, I became a shell. My father, well, he forgot he had a daughter who needed him.He was too consumed with his work to even notice how bad things were getting, or how his young daughter had to fend for herself. Cooking and cleaning because he was too busy. He never hurt me physically, but the emotional sc
Undercover. Chapter 2.
Teagan POV.My fingers drum on the steering wheel of my car to Mr Brightside by The Killers as I pull up to my new home. I have been on assignment for the past week, getting used to the area. Also infiltrating the local area and putting my feelers out for the infamous Antonio Moretti.I park the car and kill the engine, getting out and grab the groceries out of the trunk of my car. Walking up the path to my front door. I balance the bag on my hip as I put the key in my front door and push it open. The contents of the bag fall and I curse.“Shit! No, Lucifer, no, leave it alone.” I try to wrestle with my fur ball of a dog to take back the bag of chips. Damn mutt. He just bolts, no doubt being very happy with himself.I get up off the floor and begin to grab my groceries and put them away. Moving back to the front door, I close it, locking it tight and get to work. Lucifer comes back in with the unopened yet soggy, crumpled bag of destroyed chips.“Thanks.” I say with a chuckle as I tak
Undercover. Chapter 3.
Antonio POV.As soon as I saw her step out of the changing room with Sarah, I was drawn to her. My eyes locked on the image on the monitors in front of me, my heartbeat sped up, my throat felt dry, and my cock jerked to life. Fucking hell.I watched her all night from the office as she prowled around the customers and flirted and laughed with them. She is a goddamn tiger. Her green eyes flash with the lights, her red plump lips are begging to be kissed, sucked and bitten. Don’t even get me started on her body. It was made for sin; it was made for me.“What has got your attention?” I ignore my brother as he rounds the desk and sees what I am looking at.“Jesus Christ. She is stunning, beautiful even. Wow! New girl?” he asks. Gianni has never been known for his subtlety. No, he is the kind to take what he wants and ask questions later. That is why he is not in charge. He is too impulsive.“Yeah, it would appear so.” I say, rubbing my lip with my thumb as I watch her put a handsy asshole
Undercover. Chapter 4.
Teagan POV.Shit, that was fucking close. I knew exactly who he was, but I had to play dumb and I know he bought it. I can feel his eyes on me as I lean over the bar to give Sarah the order. My skin heats and prickles as I push my ass out and arch my back. I hear him groan before he walks away, talking into his cell.I release the breath I didn’t know I was holding and Sarah looks at me with a wink and a smirk.“It looks like you are now his target, Bobbi. There is no running away.” She says as she passes me the tray and I take it from her with a smile.“Who said I would run?” I wink at her and she laughs as I turn and my smile drops and a wicked smirk lines my face before I remember where I am and he is no doubt watching, so I slip back into character and work the room again.I didn’t see him again for the rest of the night. At the end of the shift, I collected my tips and changed back, ready to go home.I said goodnight to the staff and left the premises. The bouncer on the door. Wa
Undercover. Chapter 5.
Antonio POV.Waking up, I blink and rub my eyes. I rip the quilt back and walk naked to my bathroom. I don’t need to look at the mess to tell me we had a good night.Carmella was ready and waiting for me and Gianni. As soon as it was over, she got dressed and left with Gianni, no doubt to continue their own session. Carmella has always had a soft spot for Gianni, but she wanted me. She thought I would wife her up.I scoff at that. Carmella is an ambitious whore and only wanted me so she could be seen. Once a whore, always a whore, there are no two ways about it. Besides, I know she would continue to fuck my brother and men any chance she got. Carlotta is not wife material, but Bobbi-Jane is.A smile lines my face at remembering the little tiger who has been at the front of my mind since I laid eyes on her last night.Even when I had Carmella on her knees as I pounded into her as she sucked off my brother. All I could do was compare her with Bobbi-Jane. Even going as far as imagining i
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