Chapter 4 PLANNED OPS

It was all the encouragement that I needed as I slowly and carefully lifted my hand and cradled Detective Roman's cheek and Detective Roman's eyes widened at the action. Both of our bodies trembled with the undeniable chemistry.

" Do you feel that?" I asked him. Detective Roman closed his eyes, leaned into the touch, and my heart shattered and reformed itself into something entirely new. This man thawed my cold heart and made me burn.

I leaned in and kissed Detective Roman. Opening his mouth, I drowned in the kiss, memorizing Detective Roman's taste and the soft curves of his mouth as if he could imprint it on my very cells. I cradled his head like it was something precious, while Detective Roman's fingers curled in the back of my shirt. I knew that I didn't deserve heaven for being the mob leader but for a little while, I could taste it.

The kiss ended and I could not help but whisper. "Is this even real?" as I leaned my forehead against Detective Roman. Detective Roman looked up at me, his whole heart in his eyes. Then he surged upward for another kiss, hot and consuming as wildfire. He drove me crazy as I moaned into the kiss. I wanted him. I was happy he had come to me. I had been mopping around since he had not and finally, he was here.

Parting ways after half an hour, I was left in his office in deep thought that I never noticed Sasha walking in to place folders on his desk. Happiness had finally come knocking. But it was on the opposite side of my life. The law was something the Mob never obeyed. And I knew how upright and uptight the damn detective was. Making our relationship work was going to be harder than running the mob.

She cleared her throat and I smiled at her "Thank you, Sasha. The operation has been planned. Let us get ready for the weekend when the new drug shipment will be coming in. Contact Amani, she will be collaborating closely with you."

"Yes sir" She responded. "Are you okay Milo?"

I stood up and walked to the office window. "Sasha, this is going to take a toll on me. But you understand it must be done. "

"The killings are too many. Every week we attend a funeral. It needs to stop "Sasha answered in despair.

"But now I have another obstacle" I whispered.

"He will come around. Take your time. Love can't be forced. And when it comes knocking embrace it." Sasha comforted me.

She knew me so well that I was attracted to Detective Roman Amory. She understood my fears well and hence I bared my soul to her.

"We are on opposite sides of the law. And the Mob will never accept him. They will say he is a mole. And vice versa. It's so complicated that it almost sounds forbidden "

She walked over and stood beside me. "I am happy to witness this moment, Milo. You have been along for far too long. You need someone who can be there for you. But you know times are changing."

I titled my head and looked at her "What about you Sasha? You know that the prime minister's son will be arrested. He will feel betrayed. He will come after you if he discovers you, are the mole."

She closed her eyes in despair" But the drugs, Milo. How can I sit by and watch? You know my siblings died of an overdose. This can't continue. The streets are filled with drugs, and this is something that I can't take. "

"He will hate you for this. Are you prepared to face the consequences? It will be hard Sasha. He will go to jail and his father might come after you."

"I will cross the bridge when I get there. Let me work on the plan and ensure that the Detective wins this round."

"Okay. Thank you for your support, Sasha. What about the Mob families, Is anyone likely to cause trouble? Just be prepared for retaliation. Especially the ones involved in drugs.

"None so far. But I have assigned the security teams to watch over all of them."

Has someone brought me dinner? I will be working late today "

"Yes sir," Sasha responded.

She left the office, and I went back to work. Dinner arrived and I ate while working. I left the office close to ten o'clock and headed to the art gallery. I spent most of my time in the gallery as I loved art.

I stood by the office of the gallery and stared at the tall glass windows. I already missed Detective Roman. Taking out my phone, I called him.

"What is it "He answered immediately.

"Am I disturbing you? "I asked.

"Sorry, I usually don't have anything, but work calls at this hour. "He explained. His voice sounded groggy.

"I am at the art gallery, and I thought of you. Are you already in bed? "I asked.

There was silence at the end of the phone and then he responded "I am not used to this kind of question or someone checking up on me "It was more of a murmur.

"I can tell. What makes you think I have done this before?" I asked.

He laughed and drawled" Because you are a smooth talker, Milo."

"Roman, I have never felt this about anyone. These feelings are new." I confessed.

"Oh, come on Milo" He whispered in disbelief.

"Roman, you are first. Believe me. And it scares me. I know that it will be hard, but I will work on us." I confessed.

"How the fuck am I meant to respond" He whispered. "I need time Milo. "

"As long as you don't push me away. Let us go on a date once the operations are over. Now, sleep well darling" I ended the call and walked out of the art gallery smiling and headed home.