LOGINA billionaire heiress betrayed. Two ruthless Scottish mafia twins who’ll stop at nothing to claim her. Danger, obsession, and a love worth starting a war for. Time to burn it all to the fucking ground.... He was the love of my life. My husband. My mistake. Cole Harrington.... Hollywood's golden boy. The man I pulled from obscurity and handed a career on a silver platter. The man I defended, supported, and loved... until I walked in on him naked in his dressing room, balls deep in his co-star like it was the scene of his life. That was the moment something in me snapped. I'm done being the quiet, supportive wife in the background. My name is Eilidh MacLeod, and I was somebody long before I met him. Scottish Billionaire heiress. Former child star. Acclaimed actress and dancer. The woman who built him... and the one who's going to break him. Now it's my turn. I'm taking back my life, my career, my crown, and I'm burning every bridge, every lie, and every ounce of him to the ground. And somewhere between the chaos, the paparazzi, and the sweet taste of revenge, I meet them. Two men. Twins. Dangerously gorgeous, shamelessly charming, and utterly off limits... except they make me feel more alive than I ever have. They show me what real love is, raw, wild, and unconditional, and they just may run the Scottish Mafia. By the time I'm done, Cole won't just lose me. He'll lose everything. And I'll be walking away with my heart, my freedom... and maybe two men who would set the world on fire just to keep me.
View MoreCatriona POVI came to with a jolt, like surfacing from deep water, cold and disorienting. My head was pounding like I'd chased too many shots of whiskey with a brawl. The room swam into focus. Heavy velvet curtains were drawn against the Highland night, a fire crackling low in the grate, casting shadows that danced over the four poster bed. My bed. In Castle MacLeod. The sheets tangled around my legs, silk whispering against skin that felt too sensitive, too alive.A low rumble pulled my gaze downward. Declan. My Declan, all 6'3 of him crammed into the armchair at the foot of the bed, his massive frame hunched forward, elbows on his knees, those storm-gray eyes locked on me like I was the only thing tethering him to sanity. His shirt hung open at the collar, the sleeves rolled up to reveal forearms corded with muscle and scarred from fights I hadn't witnessed and violence I couldn't imagine. His dark hair was tousled, his beard shadowing a jaw clenched tight enough to crack gran
Keiran POVSmoke hung low over the alley, the stink of metal and blood curling in my nose. My pulse still thundered from the fight, every muscle tight, my eyes burning from adrenaline. Two bastards were left breathing. Lucky them.I crouched beside one, grabbed a fistful of his jacket, and slammed him against the wall hard enough that the bricks rattled. “Ye think tranq darts make ye clever, aye?”He spat, half-conscious, half-stupid. “Orders.....just orders.....”I cracked him again, just enough to quiet the noise. “Ye’ll tell us who gave ’em, or I’ll let Rory take ye apart piece by piece.”Behind me, Rory and Niall hauled the second shooter up like a sack of potatoes. Declan had Cat in his arms, her head lollin’ on his shoulder, her dress torn at the thigh where the dart hit. She was breathin’ steady, thank Christ.Callum knelt with Eilidh in his lap. My heart near stopped lookin’ at her pale face. Her hair spilled over his arm like fire snuffed out. Her lashes fluttered but she was
Eilidh POVTwo tables over, Cole Harrington and Donovan Kerr stood in a ripple of expensive wool and smugness. They murmured something to the server, and walked out of Unalome without so much as glancing back. I didn’t follow them with my eyes. Didn’t blink in their direction. I lifted my glass and felt the neat, clean burn of whisky roll over my tongue like fire choosing to behave.“We’re ignorin’ them,” I said, my voice soft but absolute.Callum’s hand tightened on my knee under the table, a single steady press. “Aye.” Keiran’s mouth curved, but his gaze stayed on me, not the door. “Good lass.”The exhale around our table was almost comical. Declan’s shoulders dropped a fraction, Rory’s jaw unclenched, Niall stopped trying to saw the stem off his wineglass with his stare. Cat slouched back in her chair and fanned herself with the menu.“Thank God,” she said. “I did not come here to watch your past fling his insecurity all over the tartare.”I snorted into my whisky and set the glass
Eilidh POV They held me so tight I could barely breathe, and for once I didn’t mind. Their heartbeats thudded against my ears, steady and fierce like war drums.When they eased back, Keiran’s hands stayed firm on my shoulders, eyes pinning me like I could bolt. “From now on, ye don’t step outside without one o’ us.”I blinked. “One of ye? Always?”Callum’s jaw flexed. “Aye. And if we cannae be there, ye’ll have an armed guard. No exceptions.”“Lads, I’m no’ a prisoner...”Keiran’s glare cut me cold. “Ye nearly were, Eilidh. We’re no’ lettin’ that happen again.”The certainty in his tone turned my stomach inside out.Cat finally chimed in from her perch on the sofa. “It’s hot when men go full caveman, but I’d like to point out this means my shopping buddy is officially on a leash.”The twins didn’t flinch. Callum just squeezed my hand. “We ken ye want freedom, mo chridhe, but we want ye alive more.”I sighed. “Fine. But if I’m havin’ shadows, they’d better keep up, and carry my blood
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