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
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
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
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
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
Teagan POV.Walking around town with Lucifer off lead on a sunny Saturday, it feels right, like I am meant to be here. Not just because I’m on a case, but because somehow I feel closer to mom and who she really was.Lucifer sits at the road as we wait to cross. His leash hanging around the back of my neck, my long dark hair in a mid-high pony tail. Wearing my gym wear consisting of shorts and sports bra. We do this every day; we go for a run and hit the park.We cross the road and continue on towards our street. Lucifer is well behaved and doesn’t run off, not like he used to when he was a pup. We walk along the street when I hear a honk but carry on walking, not thinking whoever it is was for me. Walking up the path to my front door.“Sit,” I say and he does. I pull the sweaty key from my sports bra and open the door. I step inside and call him in and he enters as I shut the door. I catch sight of a black SUV that is creeping past the curb before it speeds off.I lock the door and he
Antonio POV.Driving towards my nonna’s house, I blink, seeing the vision cross the street with a large German Shepard walking beside her. Damn, she looks even more beautiful, bare faced and delicious in her gym wear. Those shorts really make her ass look like a juicy peach and her legs, goddamn, what I would do to have them wrapped around my waist.I honk the horn, but she carries on walking, so like a creep, I curb crawl behind her. She is oblivious that I was following her. Well, that is what I thought.Don’t ask me why, but I found myself out of the car and knocking on her front door. I don’t even remember getting out of the car. This woman is dangerous but I live for the danger. My tiger seems docile and meek. That accent of hers makes her seem like a sweet person. But behind her eyes I can see what is hiding, lurking behind the jade green of her eyes. She is a killer and she would smile as she sent you to hell.When I caught sight of the kitchen knife in her hand and the lame as
Teagan POV.I walk around the room with a tray in my hand as I serve the guests. I smile politely at people and chat. It is pretty much the same as last night. Tonight I am wearing a lilac and skin tone embroidered boned corset, with matching G-string. My legs are bare and on my feet are clear sole platform stilettos. I also have a lilac choker around my throat.My hair is up in a high, sleek ponytail. And my makeup is sultry with a nude lip.I can understand now why women wear these things. It does make you feel more confident, like you could conquer an army just by walking by.Even Sarah melted into a puddle. My girls are basically under my chin with how tight Sarah tied the laces. My waist is thin, and it gives me the perfect hourglass figure.I walk back to the bar after the last customer put money in my G-string as a tip for being and I quote the most beautiful thing in the room. I just winked at him and flashed him a smile as I strutted off.“Don’t look now, but those men that h