All Chapters of Over my dead body...or yours.: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“Amore,” He started to say before he took a deep breath and faced me. “I’ll never forget the first moment I saw you in that Las Vegas bar. I remember being so nervous around you, desperate to impress the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. Even after you tried to kill me that night, I didn’t hate you. I couldn’t hate you even if I tried, and finally after 8 years of constantly thinking of you, I have the privilege to get to know the woman behind the gun. You never cease to amaze me, Allegra. Your intelligence leaves me in awe, your brazenness leaves me speechless, and your beauty leaves me mesmerized. But it’s the little things about you that I love the most, like how your eyebrows furrow when you’re overthinking something, or your wild obsessions with gluten free pizza, how you slightly tilt your gun to the left when you shoot, and how you are fearless in the face of death yet cry when you watch the titanic. And as your husband, I promise to always hold you and stroke your hair unti

“MY EYEEESSSSSSSSSS!” A voice screamed, making Ace and I jolt up from the tiny bed we were sleeping on. Ace immediately jumped in front of me, bare and naked, as he evaluated the cause of the disturbance. He quickly grabbed an empty bottle on the floor, smashed it against the wall, and held it out, ready to fight. We heard noises coming from the front of the boathouse. I wrapped myself in a blanket while Ace sprinted towards the commotion. I let out a sigh of relief while Ace let out an annoyed grunt as we saw Romano covering his eyes yelling while he was tripping over the debris on the ground. “Jesus, brother! Learn to wake people up properly!” Ace growled as he threw the bottle on the ground. “Learn to cover your fucking wiener!” Romano screamed as he attempted to stand up, his hand still over his eyes. “I’m dressed now.” Ace lied smoothly as he faced his brother, and held his hands out to his sides, putting his manhood on full display. Romano took his hands off his face as he l

It was true. Romano wasn’t the immediate heir. Alice wasn’t even of blood relation to our family. Their marriage could even one day be accepted. But ours will never be recognized, and will always be forbidden. A part of me wanted to say yes, to run and be with Ace, to love him with reckless abandon. To live a normal life, without guns, missions, shipments, and danger… but I knew that we couldn’t. That we wouldn’t. We are the foundation for the future of our organizations, and without us, our families’ legacy will cease to exist. If we left, just ran away from this life, our families would burn down the world just to find us and drag us back into the abyss of underground crime. We had no way out, no other choice besides fulfilling the destiny that was chosen for us since birth. “We had a fun run, Alice. But I understand why you’re doing this. Just know, I’ll support you no matter what and I’ll always have your back. You’ve always been by my side since the beginning. I’ll miss my par

“He’s nearing the finish line. It’ll be a ramp that leads down to the Underground. Once he’s in, we won’t be able to get anywhere near him!” Alice said quickly. “Ace, we have to take him out, now.” I said as we were all nearing a tight corner lined with buildings and shopping centers. “Promise me you’ll turn.” Ace said seriously before he sped up. “What?” I asked as I watched him inch closer to the McLaren. “Don’t go straight.” He said before he sharply turned his car, drifting the corner and narrowly hitting the side of Mikkilo's McLaren. Mikkino's car overturned, causing him to momentarily lose control and turn completely to the side and giving me the perfect opening I needed. Now I understand what Ace meant. In order to slam perfectly into Mikkinol, I’d have to run the Raptor into the buildings…I’d have to go straight. If I turned, there’s a possibility that I’d just run into the car, damage it, and give him an opening to escape. If I go straight, I’d completely wreck the Mc

“Where. Is. Moskov.” I ordered as I looked down at Mikkinol. He spat out blood before looking up at me with a sinister smile. “Closer than you think.” He said as he looked to the right. I followed his gaze and saw an all black SUV pulling up beside us, Moskov in the passenger seat. Mikkinol’s phone was laying on the ground by my foot. It started ringing, the caller ID in Russian, rendering me unable to know who was calling. “Might want to answer that.” Mikkinol said as he smirked at me. I cautiously bent down, my gun still aimed at Mikkinol, as I grabbed the cracked iPhone without breaking eye contact. I slid my finger across the bottom of the screen to answer the call. I looked down to see that a live stream started playing on the phone. The video showed a zoomed in shot of Victoria, sitting by the window of a small restaurant rambling away as she picked at a salad. “Is this some sort of threat?” I scoffed as I looked back at Mikkinol. “You’re going to let me go now princess, o