All Chapters of His Undercover Submissive: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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#41: I'll Be Ready

~Ryder~At exactly two o’clock, Lila and I, dressed as maintenance workers in the outfits Zane provided, let ourselves into the secure hallway on the top floor. I pull my cap low over my face and push an empty trash can, just in case we are on surveillance. Bud does the same, ensuring her hair is tucked beneath, as she shoves the vacuum over the garish, resort-style carpet of Velvet Haven.The access card clicks, and we move into Kantor’s office. I look around for surveillance equipment and don’t see anything obvious. Still, we have to be cautious.Per the plan we developed as we worked into the gray zip-up maintenance jumpers, I move immediately to the safe beneath the ornate rug of red and gold near the window. It opens up with the combination Zane provided.I push aside a stack of cash and stare at the thick section of DVDs tucked inside. I flip through them quickly. None have any sort of writing or markings, so I have to put them back for now. I can’t afford to take them and h

#42: Identity Of The Monster

~Ryder~Twenty minutes later, Lila and I are safely locked back inside our villa. I try calling Zane twice while checking over the new remote control he managed to swap out for us. Both times, my phone drops straight to a flat voicemail. Cold panic begins to claw at my gut. Aside from my brother, Harry, Zane is the closest friend I have in this world. He can’t be dead. God damn it, he just can’t be.Bud emerges from the bathroom, pulling the elastic band from her dark hair. She looks at me, unadulterated concern shining in those sweet chocolate eyes, and walks directly toward me. Dropping to her knees right in front of my chair, she gently takes my hands in hers.“I know how worried you are.”I just stare blankly at the plastic remote control.“We can talk completely freely,” she murmurs, squeezing my fingers. “I just finished sweeping the rest of the room. It’s clean.”I nod miserably, letting out a heavy breath. “How can I not be losing my mind? I fee

#43: Don’t Leave This Room

~Ryder~The enormity of the realization hits me like a physical blow, forcing me to stumble backward until I sink onto the edge of the mattress. My thoughts spin at a terrifying speed, desperately clawing for any alternative explanation. Maybe there is another logical answer. Maybe the killer stripped the gold chain from my mother’s neck not as a twisted trophy, but simply for its monetary value. Maybe he pawned it. And maybe Adam just happened to stumble into the same shop and buy it.Maybe. But that is too massive a coincidence to ever be real.My mother’s murder was a brutal crime of passion, not a robbery. That necklace wasn’t worth more than a few hundred dollars, yet it was the absolute only item missing from Amanda’s entire apartment. The killer left her original wedding rings untouched, pieces worth thousands more. The investigators – along with my father – monitored the local pawn networks for months, but the pendant never surfaced. Besides, an upscale prick like Adam Ster

#44: Go Easy On Him

~Lila~Ten minutes after Ryder’s departure, a loud knock sounds at the door. I jump, feeling my heart leap straight into my throat. For a split second, I fear Jordan has been lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to catch me alone – the bastard has been eerily absent since last night. Or worse, Kantor has somehow discovered that we breached his office ledger and has come for violent retribution.Cursing the fact that I couldn’t smuggle a proper firearm onto this damn island, I tear a taper candle out of the decorative metal candlestick on the nightstand. Gripping the improvised weapon tightly behind my back, I cautiously crack the door open.But it isn’t Jordan or Kantor standing on the threshold.“Zane? You’re okay.” He looks slightly disheveled and heavily lidded, but entirely unharmed.“Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?” He saunters right past me into the villa, completely unbothered.“We overheard Kantor telling his security detail that they’d killed a man, and that they

#45: You Won't Call Him

~Ryder~I dash back to the luxury suite I share with Bud, incredibly anxious to return. Ever since I ran into Zane on the grounds and saw for myself that my friend is in one piece, I’ve been praying to God the same is true for her. Zane assured me she was perfectly fine, but until I see her with my own eyes and hold her in my arms, the anxiety is going to keep eating at me.Stuffing the keycard into the electronic slot, I shove the door open and find Lila pacing the floor.A wave of pure relief pours through my chest. Worrying about Zane has made me incredibly edgy, as did breaking into Kantor’s administrative office. Hell, the fact that Jordan hasn’t pursued Lila all day is making me edgy, too. The total slimeball had practically drooled all over himself when we first arrived at the resort, sizing her up. I was entirely certain he’d soon issue us an explicit invitation to the VIP room as a twisted means of testing her cover. But we haven’t seen or heard a single word from Jordan

#46: Until I Am Fully Convinced

~Ryder~I close my eyes tightly, cursing Zane’s loose mouth. Why the hell would he tell Lila about that? She is taking the entire context completely the wrong way.“It wasn’t a bet, Bud; it was an absolute last resort,” I explain, opening my eyes to face her anger. “You are not a game to me, but Thorne was legally going to assign you to a completely different Dom after you blew your safe word. Enacting that ancient club rule was the only physical way I could prevent that from happening.”Lila doesn’t look moved in the least. Instead, she crosses her arms tightly over her chest and raises a ginger brow.“Except by actually talking to me,” she counters bitterly. “If you had just been honest, we might have been able to work it out together. If I knew what was at stake, I would have told Thorne myself that I didn’t want any other instructor near me.”As many times as I have tried to explain the brutal reasons behind our original breakup, she is still trying to pin this entire situati

#47: More Than Anything

~Lila~ With unblinking eyes, I watch Ryder peel the tight black T-shirt from his body, revealing an incredible work of masculine art to me slowly. My helpless gaze caresses the bulges of his shoulders, lingers on his meaty biceps, devours the tight slabs of his pectorals, and widens at the sight of his rippling abdomen above low-slung jeans. The sight of that tattoo crawling up his ribs in Japanese transfixes me. Though it had to have hurt like a bitch, it is oddly beautiful on his bronzed skin. It doesn’t matter how many times I look at Ryder. Each and every time, I melt. My heart stutters. My blood warms, while my fingers itch to touch him all over. Now his gaze snares my attention. Stark and midnight blue, that stare he locks on me roots me to the spot with its intensity and savagery. He is like a powder keg. I have a suspicion that I’ve already set him off and that his fuse is burning down toward the inevitable explosion. He reaches for the snap on his jeans and flicks

#48: You Stole My Line

~Lila~Ryder’s smile dazzles me, and the genuine warmth and happiness in his eyes is infectious. In that moment, I feel deep down that we’ve finally overcome everything. As soon as we finish this mission, we can plan a wonderful, perfect life together.Two Hearts, Completely Shared.With one hand anchored on my hip and the other wrapped around my nape, Ryder begins sliding into my body, feeding my wet pussy one slow, hard inch at a time. The friction of his cock sinking into my clasping sheath charges a whirl of tingles through me, lighting up something that goes heart-deep.“I’ll take good care of you, baby. And I’ll always love you,” he whispers against my mouth. “It may not have been the most romantic proposal you’ve ever received, but it’s the most sincere.”“It’s perfect,” I whisper, then cover his lips with my own, tangling his tongue with ours as if I could drink in every part of him and keep him with me forever.As he presses deeper, my need to have all of him surges. I

#49: Hard To Hear

~Ryder~Get on with our lives.That handful of words douses me with a bucket of water, robbing me of the most vivid euphoria I’ve ever experienced in Lila’s arms. Every muscle relaxes, my mind clear of everything but happiness and the love that will fill our tomorrows. The getting on with this job part of her speech doesn’t disturb me. I look forward to that. Getting on with our lives even more so.But Adam Vance is standing between us.Again.Fuck!My mind jolts back online. I rise, pad to the bathroom, and start the shower.What the hell am I going to do? Thoughts chase each other through my head. Do I tell Lila my suspicions about Adam being my mother’s killer because I promised I’d keep no more secrets from her? Or do I wait until I have something more than circumstantial evidence and a gut feeling? I’d like to… but once we make our way off this island, Adam will be waiting. If the fucker did, in fact, kill Amanda and threaten his own stepdaughter multiple times, then I can

#50: As Your Dom

~Lila~I stare at Ryder, my mind spinning in a dizzying loop. His words echo in my ears, but they refuse to make sense.He has to be wrong. He just has to be.“No. That’s not– no,” I stammer, my voice sounding distant even to me.I begin to struggle, trying to wrench myself out of his arms. The stream from the hot shower pelts down on us, and I hope the slick, wet heat will let me slide right out of his grip. But Ryder won’t let go. His hold is absolute.“Bud, listen to me,” he urges, his chest rising and falling against mine. “That necklace you’re wearing right now? It belonged to my mother.”“You’re wrong,” I argue, shaking my head blindly. “Adam gave it to me.”“You told me earlier that you found it.”“I did! I found it in his car, but he told me he’d bought it for me.”Ryder shakes his head, his fingers tightening around me, anchoring me in place. “Listen to what you’re saying. He kept that necklace as a trophy from his kill. When you stumbled across it, he lied and said

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