I make the rules now. Gone are the ravaged days of street living and fighting to survive. Now I fight, bare knuckled for the fun of it. Paddy O'Shea, my father thought he'd toughen me up.
He thought he made me ready to fight his battles, or worse, fight my brothers.
Wrong —He's the bastard we all fight against.
Nothing or no one gets in my way—ever. Until she walked through my door—and blew my fucking world upside down. Now I'm fighting again, only this time it's not with my fists, but with a heart I want to own and a soul I want to merge with.
She doesn't know it yet, but nobody walks away from an O'Shea.
Yeah, this is one battle I can't lose.
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Irish Sugar - Shannon
RomanceMaybe I'm dark, deadly and decadent. I fought my way out of hell. Now I fight for pleasure. I answer to no one, I trust no one. I need no one but my brothers. The O'Shea brothers are on a mission and not even Satan himself dares cross our path. But...
