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Her Mafia Bodyguard

Chapter 5 Lochlan

Word Count: 1995    |    Released on: 09/07/2024

nth la

he aisle someday, but I'll take it becau

oor ahead, and the boss's lip-locking his ne

it second. It's common knowledge that my life hangs on a thin line that's hooked

e crowd. I want to laugh like the rest of us, but I don't. I freeze on

cking

e

o you all. But swear you won't say a word

ade one month ago. This girl is one of them. The boss's new wif

r the cost, clean up after you. It is simple until you mee

less times. Now, it turns out that she's the only daughte

onde one. Be it Indonesia or Africa, somewhere acro

and pointing a gun at Cian's head. I'm right behind the formely-cripple

hands in awe, "Ara Fredd

in. His gun's now neatly tucked away in my hip. Yet I

ny times she's cried because she thought her father's gone. Now he's standing on his feet, a

razed to dust. He had nothing left to his name, s

se spare my daughter. D

skipper's face, "Me beautiful wench." He forces a kiss on

Cobras five years ago! But if you wish, take me inste

But ye must have heard the saying 'C

ilence

I-I will have your m

est. A silent laugh plays

already pai

lie paid the price. Her happiness was exchanged for 90 million dollars. The man's

his broken hand, going for the kill. No one threatens the skipper and lives to tell the tale.

e at the grassy floor, unmoving. She's a mirror

't care. He drags her dow

e insid

Cian tears off the draping hem in one rough motion, leaving her legs exposed. My fingers dig into my pa

notch cuts between my brows as I

house behind me. Cian throws Ellie in his sister's way. The

loud, Cian. When you are around, the d

he wench up!" Cian says as he wal

nd over my neck, warning her to ignore hi

in a mile's range from here. Honestly, the Martins have a lovely mansion-the only thing Freddie managed t

luxurious sofas and two chandeliers in the grand space. But I couldn't

England turfs. Jaime is also my rival because I automatically becam

much power is a dumb move. I think those ma

, but that's gist

n the dark about it. Anger climbs every p

is far from w

of sliánte or an early

h closes on the rim of his beer glass. He hasn't forgiven me

lbows on knees. "Cén scéal, C

on is meeting as we s

he most feared group alive. They do not like themselves, but they are one because of the 'commission'. It is the o

informed about

kes hi

with the families, they have kept us up to speed about the important things when it comes to

want

h now, things ha

Siobhan?!" I look at the faces in

s. The clan's warlord. Should there be anything I don'

ding the hurt louding in my voice, "Má tá ao

gh s

down, rage still climbing l

y, Wolf. Someone ratted to Iron hands that

yer loyalty to the clan, Lochlan,"

n had ordered me not to return. It was a test. My family wanted to

d anything that was wor

the knife first, Lo

ents. We can all pull off a straight Ame

e commission is meeting right now because we attempted t

go

. Strategy is a fu

talian blood. I've suspected a rat amongst us for a year now. I was a thousand an

n-American mafia to drive the Irish out of America for good. His first turn would be Sa

gains

a with the deciding vote. And

garette on the fluffy carpet and stepping over it, "I didn't come here today for 90 million.

gang is dead. Don Cammarota has

gangs." Rhys lays a set of photographs of faces I don't recognise on the table at

ian will acquire the Four Cobras gang-the entire fucking American m

liances are formed on things much

a visit. Offer him a

eckless move. If Cammarota isn't who we think

o in your

r, shoulders arrogantly squared, "Someone has to keep the new wench I've just acquired

the pit of my stomach. "E

lder and says, "Ye have the job, Wolf. Fail

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