Total pages in book: 140
Estimated words: 137144 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 686(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 137144 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 686(@200wpm)___ 549(@250wpm)___ 457(@300wpm)
Until Harvey Gallagher forcibly freed her.
Only to place her into another cage of his making. Harvey’s cage was pleasure and pain.
He might have brought her back to life, but she knew she couldn’t remain there forever.
However, she comes to find that freedom isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. And maybe she liked being caught by him.
Oh, and apparently, no one says no to Harvey Gallagher . . .
At least not without consequences
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PROLOGUE
Harvey was going to kill Jaret Malone.
Lily kept staring at the other man and Harvey didn’t like it. At all. Harvey didn’t care that he seemed like a decent guy who loved Clem.
Lily’s attention should be on him and only him.
And if he had to get rid of Malone in order for that to happen . . . well, he wasn’t above a bit of murder to get his way.
Despite what his oldest brother might have to say about it. Ronan was obsessed with discretion and keeping under the radar.
Harvey was obsessed with Lily.
And he wanted her to feel the same way about him.
Lily spent so much of her time staring at nothing, so it was surprising to see her looking at Jaret the way she was.
Harvey was growing increasingly worried about her. She appeared to be more blank every time he saw her. Like her mind wasn’t even there.
As though she was fading away.
Which was completely unacceptable.
He was fully prepared to pick her up and take her out of here, but he was waiting to see how things played out.
Clem had come back to Boston for Lily’s wedding to Rick.
The dick.
Harvey liked Clem. She was funny and kind. She deserved to be happy.
And so did Lily.
Which is why she would not be marrying Rick the Dick.
Lily got up and walked over to where Jaret had been cornered by her mother and those bitches she thought were her friends.
They weren’t.
He would get her better friends.
Harvey worked hard to keep his feelings under control as he watched her.
Rick was whining at Clem when he turned to him.
“Rick, you might need to get your fiancée,” he said coolly.
Fucking asshole didn’t deserve Lily.
But that was okay. He was going to suffer. Harvey would see to it. Clem looked furious as she gazed over at her sister and Jaret.
“Clem?” he asked.
“What?” she snapped.
“You okay?”
“Why are you friends with him?” she asked. “He’s such a dick.”
“He really is.”
She gave him a questioning look. “So?”
Harvey shrugged. “I have my reasons.” He stared over at Lily.
Who had become the main reason.
There was something wrong with Lily. And when he found out what was going on, he’d fix it.
That’s what he did. He fixed things. For the family business.
And now for Lily.
The family business was a complicated thing. On the surface, they seemed like a fine, upstanding family. Old money.
Old, dirty money.
Illegal gambling. Money laundering. Blackmail.
With Ronan in charge, a lot of things were now above board. Mostly.
He employed men and women who worked as bouncers and bodyguards. Security specialists. However, their biggest income earner was spying and secret gathering.
It was who they were.
It added a bit of spice to their life.
However, that part was kept tightly under wraps. Ronan liked them to present a strong, law-abiding front.
Must keep up appearances and the family name.
His gaze went to Lily’s mother, Roberta. The bitch. “You know she’s trying to set us up?”
“A T-Rex would be subtler,” Clem muttered.
Harvey had to smile. “I always liked you, Clem. You’re way too good for Rick.”
“Got that right.”
They got called away to lunch and he was forced to sit by Clem. Yes, her mother was being very obvious in her desire to put together. Their food arrived and Harvey stared down at the servings in shock.
God, Roberta was a bitch.
It was immediately obvious that she’d put far less on Clem’s plate than anyone else. Harvey quickly switched their plates, ignoring Roberta’s surprised look.
“I think that was meant for me. Trying to watch my waistline.” He patted his flat stomach.
“You look in perfect health to me,” Roberta simpered.
Gag.
Old witch probably thought he was flattered by her words.
“Nice of you to say. But I need to stay on top of it.”
“Maybe you could give Clementine some pointers. I’m certain it would be good for her to lose some pounds.”
Fucking bitch.
There was nothing wrong with the way Clem looked. At least Malone came to her defense. Which drew Roberta’s ire. Harvey tuned them out as he stared at Lily, who wasn’t eating.
Pick up the fork.
Eat, Lily.
Unfortunately, he hadn’t mastered the art of telepathy. When she was his, he’d be able to ensure she ate properly.
“Harvey is a lawyer,” Roberta stated. “And he comes from an old Boston family.”
Right. An old Boston family with a veneer of civility and some very dodgy roots.
He had to hide a sigh. He really couldn’t be bothered engaging with this woman.
“My job is dry, stuffy, and boring. Nothing all that interesting.”
“But you’re good friends with Rick, and he’s on his way to the White House. Such a good match with my Lily,” Roberta said.
Like fuck he was.
It took every ounce of control not to launch himself at Rick’s smug, ugly face. While he struggled to control himself, he lost track of the conversation around him.
Before he knew it, Jaret and Clementine had walked out.