Romans & histoires Lover Undercover Book

"Oh my God." Nicholas laughed. Isabella’s natural reaction caught his attention. Irene was a serious and stiff person, very different from Isabella’s personality. Nicholas suppressed his laughter after clearing his throat. He adjusted his posture and looked at Isabella seriously this time. "I’m serious about this undercover mission," Nicholas whispered, glancing around as if he suspected everyone in the cafeteria. "Someone might notice. Irene doesn’t like coffee; you should stop drinking it. Just switch to orange soda." "It tastes terrible."

I scoffed, of course it wasn’t going to be that simple. My name is Deane Maeve, an FBI agent and I am here on an undercover mission, to infiltrate the mafia. Zachary Stallion is the running head. On the outside he is known as a billionaire, founder of the Stallion company dealing in oil, metals and so on but that was just a cover up for the illegal business he is involved in while Mason Prince is his second in command and best friend. I have been working on this for a year now, with no lead and no way inside till I heard about the rumors that Zachary was gay and a frequent member of SLEKKYYS. !! A vip bar for strippers both male and female .

They or we? The other party that threw our world into chaos was the self-proclaimed animal welfare organization Live for Animals. In an act of charity they broke into Doctor Christopher Krynick's research laboratory to bring the animals to safety. Unfortunately they had no idea what was going on and a well-meaning rescue operation turned into a global catastrophe. The proles first killed their rescuers and then escaped from the research facility to bring a plague of unprecedented proportions to the world. When a hand came to rest on my shoulder and slowly brushed the back of my neck, I tried to ignore the tingling sensation. "You can leave that nice. I'm still mad at you. "

Emily POV Staring out the window of my car, I admired the beauty of the Moreno estate. It is such a shame that a family of this calibre is involved with so many illegal activities. "Emily!" I heard my name through the earpiece. "This is Adam, remember the plan, do this once and get out immediately. You are Lena Grant, a high society event planner, don't forget that." Every single instruction he had dished out, I made sure to pay close attention. Being an undercover agent for the Central investigative office for several years comes with a lot of experience.

“Take her away and make sure she’s treated.” Luca nodded and led Isabella out. Lorenzo released my hands, my arms felt weak as they dropped to my sides. “I didn’t do anything, I promise,” I muttered. My hands trembled. “You’ve been a good girl,” he replied calmly. “I know you can’t even hurt a rat,” he added. “That woman isn’t Isabella, she’s an undercover agent.” My breath caught. “An undercover agent? What’s that?” “Isabella is an undercover agent,” he continued. “She was either sent by the FBI or the Russians, they want something to connect me to drug business so they can arrest me. If it’s the Russians, they want to find out how I run my operation and take over.”

"A commercial spy like you is a disgrace to the entire industry! We even treated you like a sister. Who knew you were this dishonest?" The onlookers began to whisper and point. "Wow, you'd never guess—she looks so proper, but she steals." "I heard she was already shady back in her old department." "So she doesn't just steal men, she steals company secrets too!" "How did someone like her get in here?" Seeing the crowd turn, the three of them grew even bolder. "What's going on here?" A potbellied middle-aged man walked over. "Mr. Jackman!" Tasha hurried up to the manager in a sugary voice and retold the story, embellishing every detail.

“Maybe say thank you before stuffing your face.” “Thank you, my lady,” Maximus said with a grin, bowing mockingly. I looked at Lessia. She was still wearing the tight gold dress from last night. She looked like the kind of girl who could kill you with her heel and sleep soundly afterward. “So?” I asked with a smirk. “How did it feel being undercover as Karen the Sexy Assistant? Glamorous enough for you?” Everyone laughed, but Lessia barely smirked. “Yeah, if glamour means following a dress code where you’re not allowed to wear underwear.”

He needed me to keep quiet and play along but I would have preferred another method of passing his signal, I dunno maybe like a wink? “Alejandro,” Miguel answered while I avoided the godfather's stare, “ my personal errand boy.” I rolled my eyes immediately the godfather looked away, satisfied with Miguel's answer . “ha ha, funny” I muttered under my breath, “real funny.” In the process something caught my eyes at the corner, “what is that?” I asked, pointing at the huge aquarium at the corner with a man tied hands and legs in it. “Oh, that?” The godfather chuckled, “it's just a safety measure against snoopers. That one here was a journalist who was caught snooping. “

Laura Sterling “Finally,” I whispered to myself the next morning as I sat at the kitchen table with my coffee. My phone had been buzzing non-stop since I woke up. I opened the news app and there it was ... the headline on the front page of one of the city’s biggest newspapers: “Derick Cole Accused of Serious Financial Crimes and Abuse ...Multiple Witnesses Come Forward.”

She went back down the secret room tracing her steps back to what she tripped on on her first arrival. When she raised the lid, she realized her guess was right. It was indeed a metal vault embedded on the floor. Curiosity outweighed fear, and she’d pressed her thumb against the scanner. Click. Inside was a small leather-bound book wrapped tightly in a black cloth. She had unwrapped it. Inside was a hardcover book with a title clearly ascribed to the front in gold ink; The Book of Life and Death. Her breath caught, “What the hell?” She muttered underneath her breath.