Teagan POV.Can someone please turn off that damn thousand watt light? I groan as my head beats to its own damn tune in my head. I crack open one eye and see I am face down on top of my bed. Sprawled diagonally, my feet dangling off the end.I lift my head and faceplant the quilt again. “Urgh!” I mumble as I army crawl up towards the pillows, but each movement sends a pounding to my head. “Urgh, this is not good.” I burp and feel sick as the room spins. Oh shoot.I jump off the bed and run tripping as I throw up in the toilet. My throat burns and tears leave my eyes as I throw up my best friend, Jack. I cough and heave. Sweat lines my forehead and some trickles between my breasts. I flush the toilet and pull myself up.I’m still wearing what I had on last night. The G-string is twisted, as well as my shorts. The corset is too damn tight and the hoodie hood is covering my head. My face is smeared with makeup. I look a panda.I open the cabinet and take out the hangover medication and t
Teagan POV.It’s just after two in the afternoon. I sit on the edge of my bed and pull on my bedazzled flip-flop sandals. I stand up and smooth down the cornflower blue sundress. I look in the mirror and tighten the hair tie in my hair. I move my fingers through the length of my high ponytail and smile. I am bare faced just how I prefer to be.I grab my white cross body purse and put my phone inside. I leave the bedroom and walk down towards the living room to see Lucifer laying on the sofa. I roll my eyes at him as he lifts his head and looks at me with those judgemental brown eyes of his.“So, what do you think?” I hold my arms open slightly as I twirl and he tilts his head and wags his tail. He likes it. Good. “Come on, we need to go to the florist before we meet the neighbours.” I say as I move to the door and grab his leash. He sits and waits patiently as I attach the leash to his collar. Grabbing my credit card and change, stuffing them into my purse. Open the door, grab my keys
Antonio POV.I watch as she walks away with Lucifer to mingle when nonna squeezes my bicep, snapping me out of my trance.“So, what do you think?” she asks, her eyes lighting up. I gulp and nod my head. What the hell? This is the woman she wanted to introduce to me? Fate works in mysterious ways, it would seem.“She, erm nonna, I know who she is.” I say and I look at Gianni and he smirks at me the motherfucker. I plead with him to help me with this and he drinks from the bottle of beer in his hand and I narrow my eyes at him.“Oh, you do. Well, it is fate then. How do you know her?” she asks as I need to sit down. This is not how I planned on telling them. But how could I not tell my nonna about her? Nonna is more like my mom than anything.“Well, she works for me. She is a waitress in the club.” I say, waiting for her to explode or for my pa to. But nothing. I look at them both and my pa smirks at me and nonna she smiles warmly at me.“The girl is really nice and I won’t pass judgeme
Teagan POV.I sit opposite him and I’m trying my best to not lose my cool.“What are your conditions?” he asks and I can’t believe I’m agreeing to this bullshit, but what choice do I have? I have no protection whatsoever.“I agree we marry in name only. I have my own room, for all intents and purposes. If you whore around, please make sure you aren’t fucking seen, and it isn’t done near me. I don’t care what you do or who you do, just be mindful that we need to make sure that asshole believes we are happily married and in love. When we are in the house or wherever we will be living we stay away from each other unless we have to be seen out with each other. No PDA unless it is needed. Other than that, a small, intimate service will be fine. You don’t want to do this as much as I don’t.” I tell him, folding my arms over my chest. Yes, I’m being a bitch, but I need to lay down the law, so to speak. He smirks at me.“What will happen when I need an heir?” He says with a shit-eating grin a
Antonio POV.I watch as the clean-up crew enters the house to get rid of the body and to clean up the scene. I knock on my tiger’s bedroom door and she opens it. I look round the room and see she has tidied it up.I enter the room without her inviting me into her sacred space. I look at her and she looks at me. Her jade green eyes have a faraway look in them. I think it’s hit her now.“Tiger, it will be OK,” I say as I move towards her, but she steps back and turns her back to me as she walks to her closet and rolls out three large suitcases that I assume are filled with her things.“No time like the present to move, right?” she says. Her voice is broken and monotonous. Like she is going through the motions, which I suppose she will be.“This is everything you need?” I ask her when she turns to look at me, her eyes glassy, but she blinks and the mask slips back in place.“Yes, are your guys here?” she asks as she moves around the room and it’s only then that I notice she is still in h
Teagan POV.Not again! I groan as I open my eyes. God, I have drank more in the last two days that I have in my life. I suppose this is what my life will be like now. I sit up and look around the room. Wait, this is not my room. I dive out of bed and stumble towards the door. I open it and step out and see a man dressed in black standing there with his hands folded in front of him.“Morning miss Costello.” I shriek and run back inside and slam the door shut. I back away from the door slowly. My heart pounds out of my chest, the same as my brain inside my skull. I look around for something I can use as a weapon. I run towards the bedside table and grab the lamp, pulling the cord from the wall.The door opens and I brandish the lamp at the intruder as I jump up on the bed. My feet get tangled and I fall, landing on my back as the lamp bounces off the bed and smashes on the floor. What in the Sam hill?“Morning tiger. How did you sleep?” I look at him and he leans against the door, with
Antonio POV.When Tatum hit Bobbi from the back, I lost it completely. I never fight with my men, but that fucker had it coming. No-one touches my woman, no-one! I have requested the doctor come and take a look at her, hopefully she will be ok.“What the hell, Antonio? You going to allow her to stay here? She is goddamn feral. She is going to destroy us. We need to get rid of her! She is hiding something, Antonio, and you are too wrapped up in that pussy to see it!” Gianni spits as he screams at me. I place the tumbler of whiskey down and look up at him.“You better watch what you say to me. I may be your brother, but I am the head of this family. Or do you need re-training?” I say to him calmly as possible. I know when to react and to stay calm. But being this calm is not good, and he knows it. He shrinks back as he slumps down in the chair opposite me.“No, I don’t need re-training. It is my job as your underboss and brother to check for any threats, and she is a threat. We don’t ev
Teagan POV.Waking the next day, I’m dog tired. Antonio didn’t leave my side after what happened yesterday. He was so attentive. Waking me every so often and helping me eat. For someone who is a cold-blooded killer, he was caring. It could be because he felt guilty. But that can’t be right, can it?I look at the side of the bed that Antonio slept on and it’s empty. I reach for the pillow and hug it to me, taking a deep whiff of his woodsy, spicy cologne that lingers. This is not creepy at all. I chuckle as I feel myself relax. This is so messed up.I shouldn’t be feeling this way about him. I am essentially his prisoner and her I am rubbing the pillow on myself like some bitch in heat. But god even I will admit he smells and looks so goddamn good. The man is a snack.Six foot two inches of muscle. Those honey coloured eyes peer into my very soul. The dirty blonde hair begging for my fingers to pull. His tattoos daring me to lick and suck them. Get it together, you hussy! I throw the p