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Revenge is a pointless concept. What I want is to prevent the tragedy from happening, not plan a response to it.

Loving Tierney Callaghan was a messy business. I’d made the mistake of doing it once and barely survived to tell the tale.

They thought I lacked control where Tierney was concerned. They couldn’t be more wrong. I was nothing but the picture of bridled restraint. If I lacked control, we’d have been married with fifteen children by now. One for every year I’d known her. And there wouldn’t be a filleted corpse in my office.

If I didn’t have control, things would look fantastic for everyone involved.

You look like you’ve had a bad day,” Enzo said, pushing off the kitchen counter and opening his arms. “Can I give you a hug?”

“Fuck off.”

Enzo turned to look at Luca, who gave him an impersonal shoulder pat. “That’s a no.”

“Don’t say I didn’t try.”

I wasn’t supposed to kill Tierney’s hookups. Just rough them up a little. What could I say? I was only human

We’re exes.”

“Exes who never had sex.”

“Yet.”

“Never.”

“Soon,” he volleyed back with a lazy drawl.

“Get off me.”

“No. But if you don’t shut up, I’ll get off on you just to teach you a lesson.”

“I’m going to put a bullet in your goddamn head.” He knew I’d do it.

Wanna know something?”

Goose bumps pebbled the back of my neck. Fifteen years later, and he still smelled of firewood, leather, and spice. “No.”

“You look like a whore in that dress,” he rasped, his voice dripping so much venom, I wouldn’t have been surprised if the floor was slippery.

“One you can never afford.” I flipped my hair in his face.

The cover is sooo good i can't also these two are tom and jerry I am loving it

20 or so chapters left ig..loving the audiobook!

"I love fish, I love you, and I still want to eat you for dinner."
"Not as much as chicken," I sniffled.
"I fucking love chicken," he agreed with a chuckle.
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Cute moment!

"Can I eat you?" he asked, sounding playful once more.
"If you're good," she replied, patting his shoulder.
"What?" Gibsie's voice rose so high, it was almost girlish. "I mean –" he roughly cleared his throat several times before adding, "What?"
Feely chuckled quietly. "Lost for words, Gibs? That's a first."
"I know, right?
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🤣🤣🤣

"With all due respect, I have my own Ma to tell me what to do," he replied evenly. "I'm here for Shannon, not you, so you can like me or not, but either way, you might as well get used to seeing me, because I'm not going anywhere."
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This boy ❤️

Don't worry," he said, stopping outside his bedroom door. "No matter what happens, we'll stick together."
"You promise…"
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🥺😭😭😭😭

They're only children."
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😭😭😭

"Get your hands off my sister," Joey snarled, rushing at Dad.
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Omggg 😭😭😭😭😭😭

"If I'm a lunatic then you're the fucking devil," Joey hissed, tightening his grasp on his hurley once more. "Come at me again, old man. I fucking dare ya!"
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I love you my Joey 😭🥺

"He's a fucking mistake," Dad roared. "They're all mistakes– and you're the biggest one of the lot, Marie."
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Shut your fucking mouth you fucker

Get the fuck away from my mother," Joey hissed as he stood in front of our mother and stared back at Dad. He was gripping his bloodied hurley in both hands, stance protective. "Or the next time, I'll kill ya!"
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You do that I love Joe and it hurts to know how he loves his mom 😭

"I can't stop the man," he strangled out, sinking down on his bunk. "I tried…he's too fucking strong! I can't –
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You are a fucking coward