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Chapter 12 : Falling For Him
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Spying on My Billionaire's Secret Society Chapter 13 : Flirt and Entertain
“I think I should go back to my room before people begin to question where I am,” I told Dante, yawning and taking my head off his shoulder. “I’ll walk you back,” he noted, sliding his arm through mine. We walked to the mansion and I tried not to think about how good it felt to touch him, even though the touch was so innocent. I found myself wishing that I had met Dante under different circumstances. Maybe in a bar or a coffee shop. Hell, even online. Then, we could have pursued this undeniable connection between us. But, fate, God, or whatever being that was controlling the universe, hated me and I met Dante while I was undercover. It was not only stupid for us to form any sort of emotional or physical relationship, but it was also dangerous. If Dante and I allowed our emotions to get in the mix, we could blow the whole mission right when we were starting to make progress. These thoughts circled around my mind like water circling the drain. Dante said goo
Spying on My Billionaire's Secret Society Chapter 14 : Jealousy
It was the next weekend, and I was floating on a cloud of happiness. Well, not literally. I had a date with Dante today and I was extremely excited…to continue the investigation. Yeah, that was what I would keep telling myself. I wasn’t excited to see him because I missed his smile or his dry sense of humor. Who was I kidding? I couldn’t even fool myself at this point. I had spent an embarrassing amount of time on my hair this morning. I had on a white mini-skirt and a bright green top that perfectly matched Dante’s eyes. God, even I was annoying myself. I walked to our meeting room and pushed open the door without knocking. He had his back to me and he was talking on the phone. I shut the door and waited on the couch until he was done. I couldn’t help but eavesdrop; it sounded like he was talking to someone from his work. It seemed like there was a small emergency. With a sigh, Dante hung up his phone and ran a hand through his curly hair. “Everything oka
Spying on My Billionaire's Secret Society Chapter 15 : The Feeling of You
Dante’s pants and my dress needed to go. But I didn’t want to stop kissing him to undress further. It was an interesting dilemma to be in. “Gabrielle,” Dante whispered against my neck while he placed hungry kisses in it. Fuck, his warm breath felt so good against my skin. “Hm?” I managed to mumble since I couldn't think straight with his hands all over me. “I wanted you to know that I’ve been tested recently and everything came back negative.” Fuck. A man who cared about sexual health. I liked him even more now. “I’ve been tested recently too. And everything was good. Also, I’m on the pill,” I replied. He sighed in relief. “Good, 'cause I didn’t bring a condom,” he said, causing me to laugh at his grateful expression. Then, a look crossed his face and I knew that something was bothering him. “What is it?” I asked him, knowing that he had a hard time expressing his true feelings. “I just don't want you to feel pressured to do
Spying on My Billionaire's Secret Society Chapter 16 : Mask On
I woke up in Dante’s arms. He was already awake, staring at me with an unreadable expression. I looked over at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was the middle of the night. I stretched my legs. It weirdly felt amazing to stretch out my sore muscles. It made me blush to think why they were sore. Dante looked so cute. His black curly hair was messy and his green eyes were sleepy. Then I burst my own bubble as I thought about the mission we were still on. By the look on his face, I could tell that he was thinking the same thing. “I don’t regret what happened here tonight,” I told him honestly. “Nor do I,” Dante agreed. “But our feelings for each other could potentially get in the way of taking down The Golden Hive,” I admitted. He nodded. “What should we do?” I asked him. It didn’t help matters that the feeling of his arms around me felt so right. Dante considered my question for a moment. As if he couldn’t help himself, he le
Spying on My Billionaire's Secret Society Chapter 17 : Closed-Door Conversations
As soon as I came into the kitchen for breakfast, I could tell it was another ‘free day’. The smell coming through the kitchen alone was enough to give it away. If Valerie was here, the girls wouldn’t be cooking bacon, waffles, french toast, and sausage. I went over to a pan and started cracking eggs to fry them up. I waited for a lull in the conversation before I asked the burning question in my mind. “Does anyone know where Miss Valerie is anyway?” I asked the group casually after saying my usual ‘good mornings’ and ‘hellos’. I wanted to know if anyone had any new information on where she was. I was sure that her absence had something to do with the shipment she was getting from the governor. I wondered if something had gone wrong with it again and Valerie was putting out the fire. I thought about the cruel things Bernard would want to do to the governor if he messed up again. The Golden Hive was such a well-connected club that they had unlimited resources to
Spying on My Billionaire's Secret Society Chapter 18 : Close Call
I was going stir-crazy in this house. It had been days since my discovery of The Golden Hive’s involvement in illegal smuggling. I was having to sit on all the new information I’d obtained because Dante hadn’t come to visit since the night before the masquerade ball. The analytical, detective part of me was irritated and annoyed that I couldn’t get in contact with him, but the emotional side of me was worried about him. Also, the last time I’d seen him was when we had sex, and a small part of me was feeling self-conscious that he hadn’t talked to me since then. I knew that was silly considering the situation we were in, but that was how I felt. I was in a better mood this morning though because it was Saturday and our sponsors were allowed to visit us on the weekends. Dante would definitely set up a visit with me today. He had to. I walked down to the kitchen with a spring in my step, excited to see Dante soon, but a commotion at the front door distracted me. Mo
Spying on My Billionaire's Secret Society Chapter 19 : My New Ally
What the hell? How did Alice know I was trying to take down The Golden Hive? Was this a trap? Was Alice working with Bernard and Valerie? I needed to play it cool just in case. I thought that Alice was my friend and we got along well, but this could all be a ploy to make me reveal that I was undercover. Alice could even be wearing a wire. “Alice, I honestly have no idea what you’re talking about,” I replied, arranging my face into a confused expression. “Okay, I know that you have no reason to trust me. If it makes you feel better, look around the room, and check for cameras.” She raised her hands. “Go ahead and search me. I’m not wearing a mic.” “I think you’ve seen too many detective shows, Alice.” Alice groaned. “What do I have to do to make you trust me? I’m here undercover, which I know you are too.” “Why would you say that?” She gave me a look. “Come on, Gabrielle. I can tell when someone else is acting. I have a master's degree in
Spying on My Billionaire's Secret Society Chapter 20 : Exchanging Information
I walked into the room and Dante was sitting at the table with two plates of lasagna in front of him. There were also candles and two glasses of red wine. He stood up when I walked into the room. Dante was wearing a black t-shirt that hugged the muscles in his chest and blue jeans. His hair was dark and curly like usual. A stray curl was on his forehead and I wanted to reach out and push it back into place. His green eyes traveled down my body. It hadn’t even been that long since I’d seen him, but it felt like forever. At the same time, we walked forward and hugged each other. Without even meaning to, I broke down crying. I didn’t even have a specific reason, but these past few days were so hard. I was worried about Dante because he never showed up to the masquerade ball. I’d also found out so much information since we last saw each other, the roofie shipment being the worst one. It just all felt like too much. I realized that it wasn’t just these past few days, but e
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