LorettaKAuthor

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.

Couture Criminals

Roman had been working at the club all day and the mansion was quiet. Tate was off for the day and Rick had been spending his time poolside, while he waited for his boss to get back, so he could tell him all the information he had found out over the last few hours.

"Rick. What are you doing? Ew! Are you wearing a Speedo?"

"I have the body for it, and I need a tan. What are you doing out here, Sis? Trying out a new swimsuit? The pool is still a little chilly for a dip. Summer isn't here yet."

"No. I was looking for Remi. I saw she came home, but I can't find her."

Shifting his weight to sit up, Rick lowered his aviator sunglasses. "Maybe that's who I heard crying earlier."

With a huff, Poppy wanted to smack him. He didn't have a clue about women, which was probably a good thing since he was gay. No wonder his marriage didn't work out.

"Richard Grayson Fields. You mean to tell me you heard a woman crying and you didn't even think to go check."

Chapter 61