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Undercover in His bed

Chapter 5 Impossible Collections

Word Count: 1144    |    Released on: 13/05/2025

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t where to plant them. As I wound my way through the crowded ballroom, I tried to keep my cool while internally freaking out. I mean,

one hiding a tiny spy device. One step closer to planting the damn things, yet I had no clue wh

in the room glide effortlessly in heels even taller than my own. The contrast betwee

they

ancy footwear, and right then, I'd have given anything for a pair of comfortable snea

I overheard a snippet of their

think?" a tall, blonde woman in a red sil

ith desire. "Oh, absolutely. But there's something so alluring about a man with a myst

to her navel, smirked and added, "Yeah, and don't forget how freaking powerful

d, "Hey, so I heard Axel just got out of jail after four years. Can you imagine how, l

sparked within me. Four years in jail? That wasn't in the intel Viktor had gi

Can you picture it? All that built-up need, finally getting a chance to le

anything to be that girl. To have him take charge, be tot

found myself feeling more and more curious about this Axel guy. He had everyone so wr

woman wondered, fanning herself dramatically. "I mean, if he's as i

for that. Just think – all of us, all tangled up, with him a

y pictures in my head. I tried to shake the thoughts off, but the draw of Axel Yakov, the dangero

t of your

und out what I was about to do, he'd kill me without a second thought. They were all enamored with the man,

is bedroom. But now, knowing what I did about his time in prison, about the effect he had

these dangerous thoughts. Focus, Aria.

hat I came here to do. I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by the sheer number of

ot a room for every damn hobby he had. Was there a roo

mn floors are the

aded toward a pair of ornately carv

uard in front of it. I knew he'd never say yes, but I was running o

posed to find the right room in t

tention focused on the door he was guarding. I gla

Mr. Yakov's secret stash

glasses, I nearly faceplanted, thanks to my

Aria, re

nder my breath, trying to

re and more impossible. And worse, the gossiping women's words kept echoing in my head, pai

had I gotten

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