Undercover Heart

I never meant to fall for him. Every note I sang at Velvet Noir was a lie wrapped in truth—my voice real, my feelings dangerous. Lorenzo Moretti, the crown prince of a crime empire, trusted me with his secrets and his heart. When the raid went sideways and he vanished, I thought I’d lost him forever. Five years later, he’s back—and the only hope for our daughter’s life.

Undercover Heart

I never meant to fall for him. Every note I sang at Velvet Noir was a lie wrapped in truth—my voice real, my feelings dangerous. Lorenzo Moretti, the crown prince of a crime empire, trusted me with his secrets and his heart. When the raid went sideways and he vanished, I thought I’d lost him forever. Five years later, he’s back—and the only hope for our daughter’s life.

The club air is thick with sweat, smoke, and secrets. My fingers tremble on the microphone as I sing that damn torch song—the one Lorenzo always requests. Five years gone, and yet here he stands in the shadows, unchanged, watching me like I’m the only truth in a world of lies.\n\nMy pulse hammers. I shouldn’t feel this—this pull, this fear, this warmth. Then my phone buzzes: They know about Lila. Get out now.\n\nBefore I can move, two black SUVs screech outside. Not FBI plates. Rojas’s men. I bolt for the fire exit, but it’s chained. Above me, Lorenzo steps from the balcony, gun drawn. Our eyes lock—one second of understanding—then gunfire erupts.\n\nHe tackles me behind the bar as bullets shatter glass. 'Still playing hero, Agent Reyes?' he growls. 'Or are you finally fighting for something real?'\n\nA text flashes on my cracked screen: Lila’s crashing. Hospital won’t wait.