Lawless Rivals: A Dark Irish Mafia vs Irish Mob Romance (Irish Mafia Dynasty Book 1)

She kissed me before she knew my name.

I kidnapped her after she learned it.

They call me Saint. Not because I’m holy. Because I always walk away clean.

The Tallon empire runs through my blood. My da died on our land, and the Harringtons have been walking on his grave ever since.

They thought their respectable crime dynasty made their daughter untouchable.

They were wrong.

I walked into their gala with one plan. Keira Harrington just didn’t know she was it.

She smiled like a mafia princess built to bring men to their knees, and I was never meant to be one of them. She’d been in Paris long enough to forget my face, so I kissed her before she could remember who I was.

That was my first mistake.

Now she’s locked in my hayloft as leverage.

All I had to do was get the land back. Return the girl. Walk away clean.

Same as always.

But Keira doesn’t beg, break, or behave.

She fights me. Pushes me. Looks at me like she fears what I’ll do next and hates herself for wanting to know.

Our ma raised us to despise everything the Harringtons are.

And me?

I can’t stop thinking about her mouth.

Can’t stop watching her test the limits of my restraint.

Can’t stop wondering who’ll hate me more when I finally stop holding back.

Keira was supposed to be the ransom for everything her family stole.

I never planned on needing to keep her instead.