Sleeping With The Enemy のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Chloe Madden “So we really need your help, and I know, apart from the mafia stuff, you are against people like Barlow who harm innocent civilians just for the fun of it,” I explained, trying to keep my focus despite the intrusive thought of cradling his lap and inhaling his intoxicating scent.God save me.“My people are already trying to protect the civilians. Somehow, they trust us more than the police,” he mocked, making me look down at my proposal and nod in reluctant agreement.I couldn’t even deny that. We lived in a world where people often thought the mafia’s justice was fairer than the judicial system.“I know, and I agree. But there are thousands of reports filed in all the precincts as well. We want to help these people, but we have no information. We really need your help,” I pleaded, though I could tell he wasn’t convinced and might send me home empty-handed.“Doll, you can send them here, and I’ll help them out. But helping the police out is a bit of a gray area for us,

Chloe Madden I fidgeted with my hands as I arrived at the precinct an hour early, ready to report everything that happened last night. I swallowed hard as I walked into the conference room where my chief of police, a few trusted officers, my father, and my sister were already waiting.Taking a seat, I felt their eyes fixed on me. "He found the wire," I said, fishing it out of my bag and placing it on the table. The horror on their faces was unmistakable. We all knew Carter's reputation for dealing with those who tried such tricks—he had no tolerance for it."I'm sorry, Detective Madden. We should never have put your life in danger like that. What did he do to you?" the chief asked hesitantly, regret and fright visible on his face."Nothing," I replied, trying to sound convincing. "He was very disappointed, but he said we are doing this for the good of the city. It's a peace treaty between the mafia and the police, so he's willing to give it a second chance." I lied through my teeth,

Chloe MaddenThe drive to the brunch venue was quiet. Carter glanced at me occasionally, but I kept my eyes fixed on the passing scenery, my mind racing with thoughts of the upcoming mission. Going undercover with him was daunting, but I had to focus on the task at hand.We arrived at the upscale hotel where the brunch was being held, a place I had only heard of but could never afford. Carter parked the car and turned to me, his expression serious. "Remember, we're a couple. Act natural, follow my lead, and we'll be fine."“Do we have to be a couple?” I asked nervously as he got out of the car and opened my door for me. I took his hand as he helped me out, trying to ignore how my heart raced at his touch. I didn’t want to act like his girlfriend; I already had a thing for him, and playing make-believe was only going to hurt my feelings.“Well, why would a man bring a woman to such a place if he’s not dating her?” he asked, his voice low and teasing. “Also, with that dress you’re weari

Chloe MaddenAs dawn broke over the city, I received an urgent call from the Chief of Police as I was getting dressed for work at 7 am. His voice was tense, a rare crack in his usually stoic demeanor. “Chloe, it’s Frank. He’s kidnapped my grandson. A ten-year-old boy! We need Carter’s help. Please, I will owe you my life. Go talk to him and please make him save my grandson.”“Yes sir. I’ll leave right now and call you as soon as I speak to Carter. I know this is difficult, but please stay calm. I will do everything in my power to make things right,” I told him, frantically grabbing my things and keys, heading out of my home to go to Carter’s house.I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. Frank Barlow had crossed an unforgivable line. Kidnapping a child was beyond heinous. Arriving at his front door, I knocked urgently until one of his men opened the door. Thankfully, he recognized me and led me inside to the dining room where Carter was sitting, having breakfast.Carter narrowed his e

Chloe MaddenI showered, letting the hot water soothe my aching muscles. The night had been sleepless, my mind unable to quiet down despite my exhaustion. My life was a mess, and the reality of it kept me wide awake. As I scrubbed myself clean, I found some solace in the simplicity of the task. The shower had a cabinet stocked with unused brushes, soaps, and other essentials. I brushed my teeth, feeling slightly more human, but as I dried off, I realized I had no clothes.Wrapping a towel around myself, I opened the door to my room and yelled, “Carter!”I was too tired to pretend to be composed. I heard heavy footsteps approaching, and soon enough, Carter appeared, his expression a mix of worry and irritation. “What do I wear?” I asked in a sing-song voice as I fake smiled at him making him roll his eyes.“Are you going to be annoying now because you’re mad at me?” he asked as he walked into the room, heading straight for the wardrobe. He rummaged through it for a moment before pulli