Ryan Retribution (New York Ruthless, #3)

by Sadie Kincaid

“Don’t cry, baby. I hate it when you cry. And I’m the happiest man in the world right now,” he smiles before he drifts back into unconsciousness.

“I’m not pissed at you, Red. I think you’re a fucking queen. You just turned down the Bratva empire and shot your own father for us. I’m fucking honored to call you mine.” He lifts my hand to his lips and kisses it softly. “But know there is not a chance in hell that we would have left that place without you.”

“And don’t ever knock on my office door again and stand in the doorway like you don’t belong here.”

“Then I love you, Jessie Ryan,” he whispers.