All Chapters of The Undercover Bride (Mafia Escapade) : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

EMILY’S POV I stared at my laptop screen in shock as I looked at Adam's profile. I was now determined to know everything about him so I would know how to get back at him. The information I had uncovered so far was chilling. Dominic had been right about everything all along. Adam was a corrupt agent and I could not believe I had been working with him for so long without finding out. It had me thinking about how many missions I have worked on with him and he had manipulated me into thinking they were the bad guys when all along it was him. A big part of me also wanted to believe that everything he'd told me about Dominic might have been fabricated so that he could use me to get to Dominic. I shot down my laptop and moved outside to get some air. The information was too much for me. I didn't know how I had gotten mixed up in so much drama. Everything was like a Web of lies and it would take a whole lot to unravel it. I had very few resources that would aid me in taking Adam down, but

EMILY’S POV My breathing stopped as Dominic stared at me intently. I knew that we should not be in a situation like this and I knew that I should leave, but I couldn't get myself to move. “You can't do anything I don't want you to,” I said, but it didn't come out as strong as I wanted it to, it came out as a whisper. Dominic gave me a small smile. “I don't think I will be doing anything you don't want me to do.” He responded. Our faces were so close that I didn't realize that we had even moved closer to each other. Dominic was staring into my eyes intensely and I could see the burning desire in them. It did something to me to see that he wanted me. I was wrestling with myself. I knew this was a bad idea. Everything in me was screaming for me to run away. His gaze dropped to my lips. “Ti desidero così tanto.” He whispered in Italian. “What does that mean?” I asked before I could think better of it. “Are you sure you can handle it if I told you, princess?” His voice was low as he

DOMINIC'S POV “So…” Emily said, breaking the silence between us. “About going to Italy… I don't think it is a good idea.” She said, I narrowed my eyes on her. “What do you think is a good idea then? Staying here and waiting for Adam to come and get you?” “You don't understand. I need to clear my name, and if I run away, then I look guilty.” She spat out. I gave a humourless laugh and I walked closer to her. “Have you seen the news lately? You fled arrest from the hotel. You already look guilty in the eyes of the public and you are in danger.” Her eyes filled up with tears, and for the first time, I could see the fear that she had been trying to conceal behind the wall that she'd built up. She's gotten so used to fending for herself that she doesn't know how to let someone else protect her. I moved closer to her and I brought my hands to her cheeks. “It's not safe here, Emily. Adam has very strong connections and he has a lot of people in his pocket. What I want is to keep you sa

EMILY’S POV “Look, we don't have time anymore. We have to leave for Italy. Someone keeps sabotaging my shipments and I know Adam is involved.” Dominic said. I shook my head. “Then you can go without me.” “Why do you always have to be so stubborn? You are not safe here and the only way to clear your name is by taking Adam's down!” Dominic barked out. “And what about Barry? And Anita? They both hate me. I don't want to be where I am not wanted because everyone thinks that I did something that I didn't do.” I said. His features softened. “I'll tell them what happened. Anita will believe me. Barry is not a problem, just ignore him. Look, stop looking for excuses. We have to leave right away and I am not leaving you here. It is not safe.” I knew he was not going to let it go and it seemed logical to go with him anyway. I could not hide out forever and to be honest, I didn't even have a plan. There was also a part of me that didn't want to be away from Dominic and that was what scared

DOMINIC'S POV “I thought we had a deal, Martelli. All my goods are allowed to come in.” I said to the middle-aged man sitting opposite me in his office. Martelli was almost sixty, but he didn't look a day over forty-five. He had worked with customs for a long time and he and I have been good friends for over seven years. “We do. I tried to allow the goods in as usual, but there was a problem with the people on top. The people were alerted about the drop and they intercepted it. I got short notice and I could not do anything about it.” He explained, confirming the fact that I knew Adam had a hand in this. “Fuck!” I cursed. “Look, for now, I think you should lay low. No more drop-offs. My guy at the investigations unit said they have their eyes on you, and I don't know what sort of beef you have going on with the United States FBI, but they have it out for you.” “I know this. Look, just keep me updated on everything that is happening. I can't stop selling. I'll lose money each day