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Couture Criminals

Cheeky owner of a struggling fashion boutique, Poppy Fields dreams of having her designs rocking the couture runways in Paris and Milan. While fantasizing about the glamorous life, her world is about to collide with the devil himself in the form of a dangerous mafia leader, Roman D’Amico, out for revenge for his dead brother. Often mistaken as the future wife of one of Chicago’s most notorious crime bosses, and Roman’s rival gang member, everyone who enters Poppy’s little shop believes they are doing a favor to the Gambino family. When her doppelgänger waltzes into her boutique, the women are shocked to find they look like twins. Leaving her identification behind as a ruse to flee the country, Claudia switches lives with the unsuspecting fashion designer. When Luke Gambino falls for the ploy, he believes Poppy is his runaway bride, forcing her to take on the persona of the real Claudia Ricci. Following the murder of his brother, Roman D’Amico is looking for revenge. When he suspects the Gambinos are behind it, he plots to kidnap the rival gang member’s wife. Unknowing that the women have switched places, Roman kidnaps the wrong couture diva. With Claudia missing, Poppy must keep up the ruse, and convince Roman to keep her alive or fall into the hands of the murderous Gambino family.

LorettaKAuthor · Urban
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159 Chs

Chapter 113

Holding the phone in his hands, Roman was in shock. "What is this?" 

"The truth," Luke said as his ears started to turn red. It was his worst nightmare playing out in front of the guy he looked up to most. His best friend.

Looking at the floor, Luke shuffled his feet. As Roman watched the sex tape, Luke wished the ground would open up right then and swallow him whole. Standing in front of him, Remi touched his chin so he would look at her. The two just stood there looking into each other's eyes with utter sadness surrounding them. They'd hidden this secret for years, and now there was no more hiding.

"It happens to a lot of guys," Roman finally spoke. 

Rolling his eyes, Luke jerked the phone away. "Forget it." 

"Come on, Luke. I'm not judging you. Maybe you're… not into chicks.... or you just got cold feet."