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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 57

After tapping lightly on the door, Remi peeked her head into the guest room Luke was staying in. It was a little amusing to her that when she passed by Tate he just turned his head as if he didn't see her. That was his way. Unless it concerned him and his job, he didn't meddle in other people's business. After all, it wasn't the first time he'd seen her sneak around. He'd known her since she was a teen and the only way he would step in is if he knew she'd get in real trouble.

Tipping her head through the door opening she watched s Luke pulled off his shirt, facing the window. His taught muscles flexed under every movement. Luke's body was nothing short of perfection and she wanted to take a bite out of that perfect peach of an ass as he bent over to remove his pants.

Slipping into the room, she let the door shut behind her softly. She was sly and known to get in places undetected, but not from him. He always knew.