All Chapters of THE GANGSTER'S FAKE WIFE: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

(Lola’s POV)Alphonso had been acting weird. He didn't want me sleeping in the same bed as him, so he moved me to the guest room.I was so mad at him but I decided to let it go.His reasoning was that he didn't know exactly who to trust and needed to confirm my story.I'm guessing Lily must have been a very good wife to him if he had to second-guess who his real wife was.He also wouldn't let Frank, our son, near me. I wasn't so mad about that, but considering he didn't want me in his bed, I needed a bargaining chip, and the child was it.I decided to be the mother I never was.I didn't work, so I would give Catherine the day off and go get Frank myself.“What do you want to do with mommy today?” I asked him with a smile planted on my face.He was less than five-years-old I doubt I needed to do too much to win him over. Especially if Lily was a great mother, he’ll just think I&rsq

Lola’s POVI was pacing around the guest room as I tried to figure out a way in which I could still gain the upper hand.My attempt to try and scare Alphonso into accepting the fact that I was pregnant after I announced it to the public had backfired.I was paranoid and rarely left the house in the fear that Daniel was going to track me down and try to do something to me after what I had done to him. But then a thought came to mind: what if I got the upper hand and went to him before he came to find me?Just because Alphonso didn’t feel he had anything to lose that wasn’t the case for Daniel. He was married and I was sure he knew I was crazy enough to do something to his wife.I grabbed my phone and tried to search for his name.I smirked when it came up: “That was easy.” I said to myself as I grabbed my bag to get out of the house.I opened the door, and Frank came running to me, “Mom, can we spend the day together?” His small frame hugging me around my knees, almost made me fall ove

Lily’s POVAfter what happened with Alphonso, I wasn’t sure that I was ready to become close with someone else, especially not when I was pregnant with someone else’s child.“I hope you don’t think this is something more than friendship,” I blurted out seemingly out of nowhere at Julian.He frowned and then chuckled, but when I didn’t laugh along with him, his smile dropped and he became serious. “I hope that I haven’t really given you the wrong impression of me,” he stated. “My daughter just never stops talking about you, and I thought it would make her happy if you and I got to know each other, but if that’s not okay with you, I could take a step back.”I mentally face-palmed myself, so much for setting boundaries and making a perfectly good situation awkward.“No, you aren’t,” I chimed in quickly in an effort to make the situation less embarrassing on my end. “I just didn’t want to seem like I was giving off the wrong impression or coming off in a way that made you think that I…”

(Lola’s POV)A few weeks had passed, and to say things were going great with Diana would be an understatement.If we weren’t meeting for some milkshakes, ice cream, coffee, or even shopping, we were on the phone all the time.“If you aren’t going to act like a mother to Frank, why exactly am I still letting you live with me?” Alphonso asked as he walked past me in the dining room, where I was enjoying my breakfast.I smirked, “Because I am still his mother.” I took a bite of a slice of fruit, as I glared at him. He was going to ruin my breakfast, wasn’t he? I thought.“I could pick anyone off the street, and they would be more of a mother to him than you are.”“Yet here I am.” I took another bite.“My…” He started when my phone started to ring.I held a finger up as I answered the call.“Hey, how are you doin

(Chris’ POV)Three Weeks AgoI wasn’t a fan of small towns, as there wasn’t much to do and everyone was into your business. I especially didn’t like the kind of relationship Lily and I had chosen when we got to Deadwood.Why did the sob story have to be that her husband died and we were looking for a fresh start? Why couldn’t I be the husband but had to be the brother?Being her brother definitely limited the kind of relationship we could have, and as much as I thought I had gotten over her, I hadn’t.“What kind of job can you do?” The grumpy old man in front of me asked.Fake an entire identity, I was tempted to say, but I smiled and replied, “Much of anything really, I am not picky. I just want some money that my sister,” felt weird saying that about Lily, “and I could sustain ourselves with.”“Have you ever worked in cons