All Chapters of Playing the Devil's Game: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chloe walked into the elevator with her mind everywhere except work itself. She wondered how she didn’t notice Mike was cheating or maybe she was at fault for loving her job more than her marriage. She should have known that men like him have needs and since she was in the bureau’s spotlight, it would definitely affect her marriage. Mike was patient enough with her, maybe she was truly the problem and she should have done better. She took a vow on their wedding, she should have tried more to uphold it. Since she found out he had been going on dates and having a sleepover at their neighbour’s place, her whole world turned upside down. She wondered for how long it had been going on right under her nose and she had no idea it was happening. For someone who is extremely good at finding criminals and making them pay for their crimes, she didn’t notice an emotional crime going on right under her nose. The betrayal stung her hard and she felt more useless even after she caught them. Nothin

Alessandro walked towards the torture bunker while waiting for his enforcer, Romero. He knew the man would be back very soon and the thought that he was coming with a Russian spy made his skin crawl with excitement, he had no idea how she managed to get to Romero but the game has just begun. if they thought he was capo for being this stupid then they need to think again, this man wasn’t someone they could mess with. This man is Alessandro Russo. He had a few of her brothers in the torture bunkers and he wondered if he should get rid of them before she arrived, maybe they would blow her cover and he wouldn’t enjoy the checkmate moment. They were Russians, their boss doesn’t think before he sends them without thinking. Romero already talked about the prowess of this woman that was coming and her taking down Ash without having to try meant she was above average in the terms of physical strength.He walked towards the bunker whistling and he tried not to let his excitement show, the fact

“Kiss me, Alissa; I want you to do things to me with your tongue." Russo groaned, and Alissa kissed the corners of his mouth with a grin. Her favorite mob lord was tied up, and at her mercy, she was free to do whatever she liked with him.“Oh Russo, you have no idea what you are asking for,” she replied with a smirk before leaning even closer andAlissa awoke with a start, the blaring of her alarm clock jolting her from a restless slumber. She had always been a morning person, but lately, her whole life has been hanging on the dark side of life. Her nights had become restless, plagued by thoughts of Russo, the mystery she wanted to unravel, and the tension that simmered between them. One thing she wasn’t sure of was if he was feeling the same way she felt. She was slowly fitting into this world, and for the first time, she was scared of not being able to walk away when all of this was over.Not like she had gotten much sleep the night before, if you exclude the weird dream she was hav

ALISSA’S POV I tossed around in bed before I decided to stand up, it was getting harder to have a decent night of sleep when one person kept clouding my thoughts. I don’t know whether to admit the reason he’s the one I think about a lot is because he’s the sole focus of my mission or if I’m somehow attracted to him. I am slowly getting used to my new life as a secretary to Alessandro Russo, even when my initial job descriptions didn’t involve that. I went from being a regular girl who needed a quick job and a place to stay to being the girl the boss trusted with vital documents. I don’t know if I ever passed my test, but it wasn’t mentioned again and Russo just kept being Russo with me. Today’s dream was kind of different from the rest of the dreams I’ve been having. At least I’m not being used in an immoral way in this dream, I probably should stop thinking and talking about them, maybe I’d stop having them for the last time. It’s better to be delusional“I don’t think I’ve ever s

ALISSA’S POV The air in Russo's office was thick with tension, and I could feel the weight of it pressing down on my shoulders as we gathered around his desk. Romero had finally unearthed the name of the person who had stolen Russo's phone, a theft that had cost us dearly. It took us a whole lot, but after a whole shipment went missing, Russo started putting everyone under pressure.It was Christine and her husband, Mathias. The same woman who had provoked me to twist her arm when she called me a lsut, I should have known that that stuoud woman was to no good. I hate that I was right about her being sketchy, and I should have done more than just twisting her arm; I should have beaten her properly for the love of God.Russo's voice was low and dangerous as he spoke, his anger simmering just below the surface. "Christine and her husband," he spat out the names like a curse. "They thought they could steal from me and get away with it. Now they’ve cost me a whole lot of shipping, and the