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Jamie McGrath–newly made Irish billionaire and the ultimate playboy. The dark haired barista didn’t fall for his megawatt smile or roguish dimple. She's a breath of fresh air and the woman who rescued his father. Her naturally pretty features make her utterly irresistible. And the fact she has no idea he's part of the wealthy Northern Irish elite, is even more of a turn on. Which means she isn't a gold digger and he can be himself. The real man behind the suave suit and sporty cars.

He's the only one who can save her. And the only one to break her heart. Marcus was content with meaningless flings. But Lana had a way about her that sucked him in and welcomed an unexpected hunger. From the moment they met, he knew the unattainable beauty would be his to keep. If that's what he wanted. What he didn't expect was to fall head over heels. Or lose his mind when she disappeared. Trauma rakes up his demons. He's caught between pain and desire. Perhaps he’s better off alone after all. The night Lana met Marcus, he won her over with devilish arrogance and magnetic good looks.

Marrying the enemy was never part of my plan. I came to America to escape the shackles of my family’s criminal empire. To carve my own path, far away from the blood-soaked legacy of the O’Callaghan name. But when my father makes a deal with the devil himself—Kingston Viacava—I’m the...

This wasn't supposed to happen. Business is the priority. Whiskey soothes his demons. Women come and go. It’s his club. His rules. He’s in control. But rules are made to be broken. Lana Craig wanders into his club like a defenceless lamb strays into the wolf's den. Innocent and completely unaware of his identity. That alone sets his intrigue alight. She commands his full attention the second their eyes lock. He has to have her. But when he tastes the forbidden, he's quickly tormented with the need for more.

She thought she could steal from me. From my family. From the men who’ve built empires out of blood and secrets. She was wrong. I caught her in the middle of it, too damn composed for someone seconds away from dying. I should’ve ended it there. One shot, no trace. But I didn’t. Now she’s locked in my world, bound to me by the same deal that keeps her breathing.