Undercover But Beautiful Novels & Stories

“You’re going out in the field for an undercover mission.” I open the folder and feel my breath catch in my throat. I slowly scan the page and then the picture of the woman staring back up at me. Her glossy brown hair falls in thick waves over her shoulders as she beams at the camera, that button nose of hers scrunched and silver eyes creased with pleasure. Beautiful. She’s always been beautiful. I shut the folder and hand it back to him. “No.” Howard raises a brow. “You’re saying no to the Allied Kings–”

Both of their voices were raised, so it was possible to hear them even with the loud music. When I saw who was standing at the front entrance, I stopped dead in my tracks. Even though I had never seen Aaron Taddeo in person, I’d seen pictures of him so I knew what he looked like. He was admittedly good-looking with sharp cheekbones and icy blue eyes. Aaron had a lean frame and brown hair. But the only thing people usually remembered was his front gold tooth. Because Aaron never smiled. Except when he was killing someone. Aaron wasn’t smiling now. He was towering over Ambrosia with a glare on his face. I understood what was going on immediately. Ambrosia knew Aaron was looking for me because

Heitor said slyly. This man was amazing. He was trying so hard to please me, and I had to admit it. But I could please him too. I went to the cabin where he'd left my bags and grabbed a bright yellow bikini, which contrasted beautifully with my dark skin. It was small, the triangle bra barely covered the areolas of my breasts, and the lace-up panties covered what was essential. I put on a white crochet beach cover-up that was like a kimono, only closed by a tie at the waist, tied my hair up, and climbed up to meet him at the helm.

CHAPTER 157 – THE EDGE OF EXPOSURE XVES POV The moment I saw her crouched behind the hedge, I knew she was going to get us both killed. Maya Perkins. In heels she could barely walk in, crouching in the dirt like she was on some undercover mission. Her hair was too shiny, her perfume too expensive, and the panic in her eyes too loud for someone trying to stay hidden. She looked like she belonged on a runway, not behind a bush with two men arguing about money and murder a few feet away.

she protested angrily, her gaze becoming colder by the minute. “What are you guys hiding from me?” She asked, her sharp gaze on Mikolos. “I know only what you know, Sophia. Do not be manipulated, and do not lose track of what you came here for. Whatever Elena told you, I want you to disregard it. Don't forget, she has been in the mafia for years; she is a professional at manipulation," Mikolos stated gently. “I know this seems like a suicide mission, but the force would not have sent you here if there was no room for survival; you just have to be very smart. Look at me; I have been undercover for four months now, and I am alive," he continued.

Standing right at the entrance of the elite boutique was a woman. She was jaw droppingly beautiful, her slender, perfect figure wrapped in a tailored, midnight blue silk trench coat that exuded an untouchable aura of immense wealth and commanding power. Her skin was completely radiant, flawless, and luminous under the sun, completely devoid of any trace of the chemical illness that had plagued her for a year. Her long dark hair was styled with absolute perfection, cascading over her straight, majestic shoulders as she moved with the fierce, unyielding grace of a true queen.

“ You're not even prettier than I am. So how did you get the role so easily?" “ What role?" Beauty asked confused. “ Don't try to play dumb with me.“ “ I don't understand. " “ You did not only get to become one of CE's ambassadors, you're also among the candidates that were picked for this year's Vogue magazine's cover. " The girl said as she stared at Beauty hatefully. “ Oh I didn't know about that." Beauty said. “ I would never sit and watch you take my place." The gril said and brushed past her making her loose her balance.

The world thinks Seraphina is the luckiest woman alive. A famous supermodel and married to Maximilian Thorne, the richest man on earth. She lives in a mansion and wears diamonds every day. But behind closed doors, her life is a nightmare. Her husband treats her like a toy he can break. His two brothers and sister treat her like a servant. Even his mother joins in on the abuse. She has no one. No way out. Until the new bodyguard walks in. His name is Killian Cross. Six years ago, Seraphina was his whole world. Then she ran away, leaving him alone to raise their baby daughter. He spent every day for six years hating her. He didn't take this job or hide his identity to protect her, he took it

Dear Reader Thank you for reading the first chapter of the book called, Hot Under Cover. Hot Undercover was originally written as an Interactive Story Game. I am in the process of adapting it into a novel form. The original version contains a great deal of dialogue to fit the platform for which it was intended. Though you can enjoy the story in its interactive format too as currently published. (eg when Aaron speaks, the format will be as this: Aaron ~ "Devan, I think we are damn lost.")

Patricia's fate turned out even worse than Tasha's. She had always prided herself on being both beautiful and talented—the center of attention in the office. But after being fired, the shock of her fall proved too much. Her mind began to fray. Rumor had it she wandered the streets outside high-rise office buildings every day, still wearing the professional suits she'd worn to work, her makeup immaculate. She would approach any sharply dressed man and claim she was a project director, negotiating a multi-million-dollar deal. Everyone treated her as a lunatic and avoided her.