They used to be all they had years ago in high school, now they're just strangers left with memories.
Ethan Cole, a man brought up knowing his destiny as the future heir of Cole Empire, a mafia known all over the world. Meeting the girl of his dream...
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~ "You're going undercover Danials, act the part won't you?!" I heard my captain's voice yell through the ear piece that I'm wearing and I rolled my eyes, adjusting the maid outfit which felt way too short and revealing.
My name is Gabriella Danials and I'm an FBI agent working undercover in most of my cases. At this moment I'm at Eric Bailmann's huge and lavish mansion. I've been preparing for this day for weeks! Seeing and meeting the second leading mafia leader in Las Vegas.
I hid around the corner as I saw an actual maid who works around here being afraid that they'll recognize that they don't know me. I looked through the long corridor and sigh as it was empty but I jumped at the hand that was placed on my shoulder. Slowly I turned back to see the same lady standing there with folded arms.
"No hiding from your duties girly! Now, come with me and take this tray to Master's office for him and his guests. Do not speak unless you're spoken to and look them in the eyes, they don't like when we don't make eye contact." She put the tray in my arms and pushed me towards the corridor again.
"Uhm, I forgot the way?" I laughed nervously hoping not to get caught by her.
"Third door after your first turn to the left!" I nodded and speed walked down the corridor and out of her sight.
"You better not mess this up officer. Capture anything about Eric Bailmann or else this will be the last case of your whole career." My boss, Mr Lorenzo, yelled once more and I sighed and nodded even though he can't see me.
Going exactly by the instructions, I stopped outside a long wooden door where nothing could be seen inside. There were hardly no guards which was weird but I didn't focus on that. I knocked on the door loud enough for them to hear and I heard a voice yell for me to come in.
Quietly I opened the door and my breath hitched at the sight of tall and muscular men sitting on the couches discussing something in an oddly calm manner. I spotted Eric Bailmann sitting by his desk in his white and blue suit. He was a man in his 20's, golden blonde hair and brown eyes, awfully handsome. I don't understand why they want to waste their lives doing so much wrong instead of living good lives.
"Come on in darling, don't be afraid." I furrow my eyebrows but changed into a tight smile when I saw Eric smiling at me after his words. Why is he so...nice?
I put the tray down at the men by the couches and they all took some of the mugs with a few muttering 'thank you'. They were all young men dressed in what looked like suits that costed a fortune and they were all so good looking.
Eric smiled as I put the tray down on his desk with the last two mugs and I took the mug and put down near him. I looked the person who was sitting opposite Eric in the office chair and I froze, dropping the mug I was about to hand him.
Dressed in a navy blue suit with a polo neck black shirt and a gold chain added by a few gold rings I knew his face like no other. He had dark black hair, dark and intense blue eyes, a scar I recognized right across his right cheekbone. Ethan Cole.
