All Chapters of DEADLY DEVOTION: KISS ME, KILL ME AND KISS ME AGAIN: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

AMELIA'S POV I arrived at the location where I was supposed to have a meeting with the man named Mayama. The instructions that Mr Alessandro had given me were ringing in my head constantly but because the meeting place wasn't a bad one. It was in public and it wasn't an area that would cover anything bad happening to me. By the time I got there, Mayama had not arrived so I took the time to go through all my points that I was going to give out to Mayama as an excuse as to why Mr Alessandro wouldn't be able to make it. A few minutes later, Mayama arrived with his men, all dressed in black suits. He had his black walking stick to match his outfit, and he looked so grumpy. Maybe that was simply the structure of his face, I concluded. I was able to recognize him because I had seen his picture before. I stood up to notify him of my presence as it seemed like he was looking for me. "Ah, you are here. I wasn't expecting you to come before. It seems like you are taking your work as

CHAPTER 23THIRD PERSON'S POV "Good morning, Amelia." The young lady replied to her greetings before Amelia entered the elevator that took her to the floor where her office was. She was dressed beautifully today. Well, she just wanted to...it was good for the body. After stepping out of the elevator, she noticed that Bonny was yet to come so she just headed to her office instead. Alessandro was also not around and she was significantly the only person on the floor. After settling down into her seat, she went through the questionnaire given to her by Mike the other day. She had filled in a lot of answers as honestly and truthfully as she could. Mike's sister could use it. When answering these questions, Amelia felt so sober. It was as if she was answering shadow questions in her journal like she used to. It made her open up more of herself and feel like she was communicating with someone instead. Her phone dinged, alerting her of a message. She glanced at it and saw that it was

CHAPTER 25.ALESSANDRO'S POV.Immediately after getting out of the car, I signaled to Mike, who nodded, knowing what to do next. "Aren't you going to come in with us?" I heard her ask him and he shook his head while leaning against the car. "It's better I stay here. I am not a huge fan of shopping." He answered.Lies. He was in charge of my outfits but anything to make this mission work was permissible. We entered the boutique and my gaze was focused on her. I didn't want to miss even the tiniest bit of expression on her face. To impress her, I had brought her to this fancy boutique, which I was sure was going to blow her mind away, and it did. Somehow, I wished I could have recorded her reaction closely. The CCTV couldn't have captured her clearly or else I would have required it. The women welcomed us. I wasn't so much interested in the display of unnecessary affection they were portraying. It was the money they needed — strictly business. I looked around once more to

AMELIA'S POV I stepped out of the car, the soft click of my heels against the pavement barely audible over the low hum of chatter and music spilling out from the grand building ahead. For a moment, I was frozen, my gaze traveling up the massive structure bathed in golden lights. Every window seemed to gleam like a star, casting a glow across the carefully manicured gardens that bordered the entrance.It was the kind of place you only ever saw in movies—a testament to wealth and power, with an air so powerful it made me feel out of place before I’d even taken a step forward.If I was even nervous before coming, I felt more nervous than ever and I was secretly questioning my choice. But I was here now, there was literally nothing that I could do. The red carpet stretched out before me, flanked by ropes and guarded by staff dressed in sleek, black uniforms. I caught sight of a few reporters on the sidelines, their cameras flashing intermittently, their voices murmuring questions to any

AMELIA'S POVCHAPTER 29.The grip around my hand tightened and I could not help but throw a curious glance at Mr Alessandro before my eyes bounced back on the stranger in front of us who had a playful smirk on his face. That was a huge contrast to Mr Alessandro's cold looks. "Why are you looking at me that way?" He questioned with his brows raised. "I only praised the both of you for doing exceptionally well. I mean no harm." He raised both hands — probably trying to hint at how sincere he was. Mr Alessandro sighed and looked around. I was confused at this point, not to even add the fact I had an unsettling feeling about this man. The man moved closer to us. He faced me and offered me another smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Good evening, Beauty." He attempted to hold my palm and kiss the back of it but I quickly withdrew it from him. He chortled and dipped his hands inside his pockets. "My name is Zach — Sandro's one and only accomplice in crime..." "Shu