Page 14 of Nolan (The Doherty Mafia)
Seven
Amelia
Aldo had already warned me that I didn’t know what I was getting myself into by taking on this task. He was right—I had no idea how any of these people worked, what the mafia even dealt in. The only thing I did know was that it would be dangerous. If I was caught-out, I probably wouldn’t make it out alive. Aldo didn’t have to spell that part out for me.
But I still wanted to do it.
Not only because I wanted to help Aldo and gain access to his house where all my mother’s belongings were—but it almost felt like I was looking for trouble. I wanted a fight. I wanted to fight for my life.
I told myself I only did this because I wanted to repay Aldo for what he offered to do for me. School. Connections. Money. He’d offered me everything. He said he’d change my life because that’s what he’d promised my mother. I knew he wanted the best for me. He wanted me to be successful and thrive.
But that wasn’t the only reason I did this.
I wanted to challenge myself. Maybe I wanted to challenge the universe too. I wanted to see how far I could push myself.
And if something happened to me, nobody would miss me.
I didn’t have a family. I didn’t really even have friends. I didn’t have a job where I’d be sorely missed. What was there to live for?
I didn’t want to cling to life the way some other cowards did.
Even as I put the dress and the makeup on tonight, making myself ready to come to this bar, there was a part of me that knew it was as good as a suicide mission. From the stories Aldo had told me, it seemed like the Dohertys were monsters, and more importantly, they weren’t stupid.
I didn’t know what to expect when I finally encountered Nolan Doherty, but I was sure he’d seen right through me. I’d never gone undercover before. I’d never pretended to be someone else. I didn’t know how to be anyone other than me.
So even when I finally caught Nolan’s attention and he’d come over to me, I didn’t think it’d work out. But then he suggested that we go back to his place. It took me by surprise. I half expected it to be a trap.
But now that I’d met him, I was eager to walk into any trap with him.
Aldo hadn’t warned me I’d fall for Nolan Doherty so bad.
I didn’t know where we were going. He claimed we were walking back to his place, but he could’ve been leading me into a dark deserted alley somewhere to end my charade.
Aldo grilled it into me—that I couldn’t trust him or anyone in his family. That I couldn’t believe a word they said. But right now, I didn’t have a choice.
If I was going to accomplish the task for Aldo, I had to stick with Nolan.
And of course…I was curious too.
Was there a chance he actually wanted me? The way I wanted him?
It felt wrong. I wasn’t supposed to be attracted to him. I was just supposed to spy on him. That was the plan Aldo and I had come up with.
Nolan and his family wouldn’t suspect me because nobody knew me. Nolan was the youngest in the family, and according to Aldo’s sources, he was also the most troubled. Aldo put it this way…Nolan was going through a streak of rebellion and he was the one who’d be the most easily manipulated against the family. He had self doubts, and would thereby be the best target for me.
From all the stories Aldo told me about his family, I expected to come face to face with a monster.
But I didn’t.
The man I saw at the other end of the bar tonight was a tall, muscular, handsome young man with sandy brown surfer hair and very sparkling green eyes. He looked like the kind of guy who’d be surfing a wave somewhere or lounging on a beach.
There was no denying the fact that he was magnetic. Even though he’d drank by himself for most of his time at the bar, all female eyes were on him. I saw girls talking amongst themselves around him, watching him. One of them even plucked up the courage to go speak to him. She threw herself at him and it almost looked like he’d fall for the bait. But then he saw me at the last moment.
I breathed a sigh of relief when he came towards me. I didn’t want to have to watch him walk out of the bar with that other girl hanging off his arm, thrusting her tits in his face.
Why was I so jealous?!
What the fuck?
I was supposed to be playing him, but it felt like I was the one getting played by him.
