Raised inside a powerful crime family, a young man discovers that the blood running through his veins may not be the blood that made him one of them. As forbidden feelings and buried secrets surface, he must decide where his true loyalty lies before the family's code destroys him.
Learning I wasn't the real daughter of Mafia family, I no longer dared to act out for my Mafia boss brother. I stopped clinging to him and quit trying to police his social. At first, Cillian loved it.
Look at you, being so good lately. Three months later, the real daughter came home. I didn't cry, didn't scream, didn't make a scene. I just told Cillian I wanted to go back to my real family.
His face went dead white. That night, his best friend showed up to talk him down. If you can't stand losing her, just marry her. I'm not an animal then are you ready to spend the rest of your life with her
protect her put up with her for better or worse till the day you die Cillian didn't even blink that's what I was already planning to do I'd been glued to Cillian since I could walk especially after I got taken I was five some rival family grabbed me off the street to send her father a message
Cillian was 18 he went in alone came back with me in one arm and blood up to his elbows. After that I couldn't lose sight of him. Five hours without him and I'd fall apart. Crying. Shaking. The whole thing. So Cillian never left. Not for meetings. Not for business. Not for anything. Until last week. Something went sideways with the family's operation in Milan. He
have a choice. He got on the jet without telling me. Five days later he came home. I locked him