All Chapters of Undercover.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Antonio POV.I leave the SUV with Lucifer beside me as we walk through the side door into Temptress. The cleaners are inside cleaning up last night’s debauchery. I head towards the stairs and up, passing the usually filled bedrooms and into the office. There he is.I walk towards my sofa and take a seat. I look at the gun for hire and scrunch my nose up in disgust. I always thought Manny Cruse would be … Well, more. Not the man in front of me.He is fat and greasy. His pot belly poking out of the bottom of his shirt. His black hair looks like he hasn’t washed it for a while. It’s slicked back and stuck to his head. His beady brown eyes widen seeing me.Gianni and a few of men are also in the office. Gianni leans casually by the door and my men take their usual stances around the office with their hands clasped in front of them. All eyes looking at the scumbag tied to the chair, sporting a few cuts to his face and a crooked nose.I lean casually against the leather sofa. My arms outstr

José POV.Looking at the information on my phone, I groan as the bitch on her necks sucks my cock deeper into her mouth. I tighten the hold on her hair and thrust my hips up. She gags and moans. Tears leave her eyes, but all I am focusing on is this wedding invitation.That stupid little cunt Carmella has no idea who she is fucking with. But she will do when Teagan finds out the truth. It will be nice to see Teagan again, though. It was not my intention to grind on her, and that was wrong. I have been watching over her since she was thirteen. When Alejandro found out what I did, he beat the shit out of me. No-one touches what is his. Lesson learnt.It has been my job to keep her out of danger. All this shit that has been happening over the past few weeks was not part of the plan, but the boss wants her and so we had to put her in harm’s way. But she is not the target. Antonio Moretti and his entire organisation is. She is where she is meant to be. For now, that is.I feel my balls tig

Gianni POV.I watch from the wine cellar door. I watch as that slimy fucker corners Bobbi. I smirk when I see her fighting so hard to not lose her shit with him. But then I hear something I know I’m not meant to hear.He not only openly flirted with her in my brother’s damn house at his wedding, he also called her Teagan. I fucking knew there was something off with her. This whole damn time, I won’t go to Antonio with this because he won’t believe me. I need to have proof.I watch as she storms away, leaving the fucker looking in her direction lovingly. Wait! Well fuck me, the slimeball is in love with her. So he must be the ex she caught cheating. But that can’t be right, we know who he is. He is one of the informants working in RICO. His daddy is a slimeball too.I watch as he runs his hand through his hair and strengthens his suit before walking outside, no doubt to José. I push the door the rest of the way open and step out with the champagne in hand.“Gianni, have you seen Bobbi?

Antonio POV.I know I should have told Bobbi what was going on, but I can’t. The less she knows, the better for her. I know I hurt her when I grabbed her, and I didn’t apologise; I feel like a right prick for hurting her. It is adding to the long list of shit I have done to her.Locking her in the room was the best decision. I know Bobbi would have no doubt tried to follow. I know she is stronger than I first realised, however that being said, it doesn’t matter if she is stronger now or not. I can’t let her get hurt. I promised she would be safe and knowing she is locked in my room, well; she is safe.We arrive at what remains of Temptress. I climb out of the SUV and walk closer to the do not cross tape. I look at the charred building; I see Gianni standing to the other side, his fists clenched, but his face is showing a different array of emotions. Anger, denial, pain, regret.I have no idea why he would be feeling the others apart from anger. Hell, I’m fucking pissed. Temptress was

Antonio POV.Waking in the morning in my bed alone, I look to the side. This is not how I planned last night to go down. Hell, as naïve as I am, I was hoping it would have gone down differently. With me and my tiger giving in to the sexual tension that is between us both. But then that cunt had to burn my damn club to the ground and forced my hand again to lock her in this very room.I groan as I leave the bed and I feel and look like shit. I am never drinking that much again. I can handle my alcohol, but yesterday I drank a lot more and now it feels like I have an army stomping through my head.I make my way to the bathroom and use the toilet before turning on the shower. Once inside, I think back to the phone call, that voice I recognise slightly, but I’m not sure from when or where. Once I’m washed and feel slightly better, I leave the shower, grab a towel and wrap it around my waist as I head to the walk-in closet to get ready for today.Once dressed in my tailor made Tom Ford sui