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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.

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Chapter 78

Luke entered his grandfather's home, expecting the worst. All the old man's men were still there as if he was in charge and looking at Luke like he was a suspect. His grandfather wasn't the most caring man and just being there made him feel as if the bile was rising in his throat. Or maybe that was the stench of rotting garbage and body odor. Probably both. Once Luke's grandmother died, Don Lucius Gambino, lost his will to live. Named after his grandfather, Luke loved him, but the old man made it almost impossible to do so. 

"The Don is in the living room. You can go in now," said a gruff man with a little too much of a mustache who was guarding the door.

His dark sunglasses looked absurd when it was past dark now outside making Luke a tad suspicious. Something about him was off and he wasn't a guard or one of his grandfather's men that he remembered.