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Chapter One

Cormack

My salvation drinks at a pub I own, one of hout Dublin I watch her nervously twirl her finger around the glass of wine I can tell she’s not from here The look in her eyes screams tourist, but where is she from?

She doesn’t see that she’s just caught the attention of theabout the asshole creeping closer to her

“I’m sorry,” she mutters when a man intentionally bumps into her The way she tucks her shoulders inward as a protectivetoto work he’s got another thing co Not only do I not allow thievery in et that close to ain Whoever she is, she sealed her fate walking into ile She needs me to protect her like I alill

A pain in o, I got the news that my father passed away It came suddenly, almost as if he was murdered, but there’s no proof It hit et me killed Still, I let that cup of emotions sit because my attention is back on the enchantress perched on the stool She’s focused on the bastard that bu

“I’rit and power that I love to see

“I thought all of you A to kill this bastard No one should ever speak to her like that

“For the right , “and that’s not you Get away,” I hear her American accented rebuttal with pride in my chest I haven’t narrowed dohere she’s froo, but I could be wrong I’ve been there several times on business over the past ten years, soa bell Still, I inch closer to her as uys yank him away from her They don’tShe’s the slut who started it” Does he understand that he’s about to s that are intolerable to me and number one on that list is disrespect I don’t kill every drunken fool who disrespectswhat’sher as well

I intercede, stepping up to hirip “Take him away,” I order my men He looks at me and pleads, but it falls on deaf ears With my back turned to her, I open up her wallet and see her naht, her ID says she’s froo

“Ohin her chair I turn after having closed her wallet