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When trouble lands her at my feet, I take the opportunity to have what I truly want. I offer her a deal. I’ll help her, but the cost will be one night in my bed. One night of submission.

I’m the son of Liam O’Reagan, next in line to wear the crown. And when I prove myself worthy, I will RULE over the Irish Mafia. I don’t have time for distractions - much less time for a woman who has always been the bane of my existence. When Maeve comes back into my life, I fight like hell to resist the pull she has on me. An attraction that has only grown stronger with time.

In order to secure my place in the Irish Mafia, I agree to an arranged marriage. A marriage with a willing bride, one groomed to be the wife of a mafia king. What I get is a redheaded beauty hell-bent on my destruction. That doesn’t stop me from wanting her. From needing to taste her ruby red lips. The fire that blazes in her defiant eyes lights a desire inside of me that demands I claim her as my own. While she wastes my time defying me with every breath, the North rises up demanding retribution for a crime that was buried a long time ago.

I run the club. If someone steps out of line, they either work for me or disappear. But when a local man runs up too much debt, I take his daughter as payment. She is mine to do with as I please. I will have her completely; mind, body, and soul. Nothing would please me more than breaking her. I didn’t think I would feel for her. I didn’t think I could love again. Now I might be the one who ends up broken.

Being the daughter of a billionaire, you would think my life had always been easy. But no, not for one second has my life ever been easy. And now I’m being forced into a marriage with my father’s right-hand man, and if I refuse him I stand to lose my inheritance. And while I find him extremely handsome, it’s the darkness that I sense in him that both frightens and calls to me.

One bride is gone. He should be looking for who took her. He should be asking why she left. Amira was discarded. Diarmuid O'Sullivan told himself she'd be found, that a debt would be paid, that a King never forgets. He never considered that she might not want finding. Two brides remain. Niamh, who has learned that obedience is its own kind of weapon. Selene, who refuses to stop pulling at the thread of a dead woman nobody will name. Neither of them will stay behind a locked door while he hunts.

Three brides. One crown. Two will be discarded. Selene Kavanagh was raised to be sold. She just never expected to be delivered barefoot to a man who names her Troublemaker before he learns anything else about her. Diarmuid O'Sullivan is heir to an Irish crime family and a hand of an order older than it—a brotherhood that decides who rules, and how. Tradition gives him three brides. Until he chooses one, he can have all of them. Selene refuses to compete. Niamh is too obedient to try. And Amira will do anything to win, which is exactly what makes her dangerous when she loses.

She’s the sheltered princess of the Irish Mafia. He makes a deal with the devil and vows to keep her safe. Safe from everything – including himself.

Una. I should have stayed away from Shane O'Reagan. For ten years I told myself that chill in his eyes was disgust. I was wrong. The O'Reagans deal in blood, silence and men who vanish into the bog. Shane is the one who buries them. He’s ruthless. Untouchable. And now he says I’m his. There is no more me. Only us. And the terrifying part isn't the blood under his nails or the things he's done in the dark. It's that when he looks at me like I belong to him . . . I want to.

My father needs a pawn as he plays King with the Irish Mafia. Releasing me from the asylum walls that kept me from my revenge, I'm free to play a few games of my own. Games I plan on winning. The taste of revenge sits sweetly on my tongue as I watch her, Claire, my new obsession. I keep her safe in a cage made of glass. Safe from the cravings she stirs in me. I watch her, my hunger growing with every move she makes.

Valachi, the name of a rival mafia family, was the last word on my mother's dying lips. After years of careful deceit and planning, my moment of revenge has finally arrived. The head of the Valachi family has died, leaving his innocent daughter vulnerable. She is forced to take my hand in an arranged marriage. By the time she learns my true identity, it will be too late. As her new husband, I will have complete control over her. I am the enemy in her bed.

I want to shake the hand of the person who gunned down my father. He was a rotten b*stard. It's just a pity I didn't get to take his life myself. Now, with my father gone, I am the new Don of the Scarpetta family. A don's murder requires retribution, though, and when I take my rightful place, the means presents itself. She's small, innocent, and kept locked away by her brother Cassidy. I'm all about force and brutality, and I like to take what is mine. But even I can't just snatch the Princess from the head of the Irish mafia.

They say she is a mafia princess. But when Evie O'Hanlon's precious feet land on Irish soil, I realize everyone is wrong. She's not a princess but a Queen. A Queen I want to capture, play with, and then kill. You can't have competition, no matter how pretty the package is. And the package is very f*cking pretty—so much so that my plan to kill her weakens the closer I get. But my Queen isn't exactly innocent. She weaves her own dark and dangerous web for me, one she freely admits to.

After years of waiting patiently in the shadows, I've finally come to claim what is mine. And that prize is Viviana Valachi, the youngest daughter of the Valachi Don. She is timid and obedient, everything her father raised her to be. But there is a fire in those Valachi eyes that is matched only by her brother, whom I hold captive. Azrael is on the move. No place or person is safe, even those I keep in golden cages.

The ink isn't dry on the contract for my arranged marriage when my first and only love comes back to town. The Pits demand five souls, turning men into monsters. I know this, as it took away my humanity when I was forced to kill my best friend. I lost not only him, but his sister and my lover—who can never discover the truth of her brother's death. I swore before I snapped his neck that I would find out who runs the Pits and bring them to their knees.

Als ein Schiff mit sieben hochgeschätzten Vermögenswerten angegriffen und sechs davon gestohlen werden, wobei ein totes Sicherheitsteam und ein Zeuge zurückbleiben, werde ich geholt, um die Situation zu klären. Aber das ist nicht mein üblicher Aufräumjob. Ich bin ein Auftragsmörder, kein Detektiv. Man übergibt mir eine schwarzhaarige Schönheit, die nur Lügen ausspuckt. Ich muss die Wahrheit aufdecken, die sie verbirgt, um die anderen Vermögenswerte zu finden. Es gibt nur ein Problem-SIE. Alles an ihr schreit danach, dass ich sie nehme, aber sie ist rein — unantastbar.

Mein Job ist nie einfach. Sie kämpfen, kratzen und flehen mich an, sie gehen zu lassen.Aber ich tue es nie. Ich bin der Eintreiber für Victor, einen rücksichtslosen russischen Mafiaboss. Ich kassiere jedes Mal. Ich versage nie. Bis Mila.