He’s no hero, he’s a killer, but he’ll die to protect her.
The day he was sent to kill her was lucky for both of them.
Lucky:
In the Army they called me the Patron Saint of Death. Now I’m back home in the Irish Mafia, killing whoever they tell me to and screwing whoever I want. The one thing I don’t do is care.
I meant to kill Mia quickly, as a mercy … until she saved my life. She’s helpless, naïve, barely more than a kid. I should dump her somewhere and be rid of her.
But she pulls at som...
Published on May 20, 2016 12:48