Mergers & Acquisitions

After my sister took over the family business, there isn’t much left for me to do. But with O’Doyle Industries going legit, big sis has found something. And I want no part of it. Marrying the bratty daughter of a Russian billionaire, and former mobster, isn’t ideal. But when it comes to family, sometimes desperate measures are called for. My new wife isn’t hard on the eyes, but I have no intention of falling victim to her wiles.

I’ve had to crawl through the muck to rebuild my family’s name after my father all but destroyed us. I’ve spilled blood, burned through hours, and poured my soul into this business with a singular focus. To get back what we lost, and then some. The Callahan name used to evoke respect. Those who don’t remember who I am will learn soon. Real soon. Once I take down the top security firm in the country, I’ll be right where I need to be. I just have to prove their weakness. Everything is ready. Almost. I just need one more piece of info. But lucky for me, I know where to get it.

My father’s dying wish was for me to bring our family back to its former glory. But the days of illegitimate business are long gone for families like mine. I prefer to live in the now. But some folks haven’t gotten the message. A shootout at one of my favorite haunts leaves me torn up and bleeding. I have no choice but to break into a basement apartment I thought was empty. Good thing I was wrong. The place is occupied and bonus, there’s a doctor in the house. A sexy doctor with impossibly dark eyes and a body made for sin. But will she keep my presence a secret?

Actions speak louder than words, and some are desperate. Sammy Ramirez I remembered little about my early life and the man who said he was my father. But that piece of trash was nothing to me. Not sperm donor. Not stepfather. Not human. I have a good father now. Andres Ramirez. The man who married my mother and raised me to be who I am. Their love story is epic, and it gets stronger day by day. I want that for myself, and I know my parents are eager for me to marry and give them grandkids. They think I haven't found the one. But I know exactly who I want to claim as my own.

Desperate people do desperate things. Sometimes it’s warranted. Balor Cruz I started working for Volkov Industries when my cousin sold them his business. The transition was fine. I was good at what I did. Better than good. But for a man trying to insulate himself from all the noise in this messed-up world, it wasn’t ideal. Especially not with her around. Beautiful. Rich. And not nearly the snob I thought she was. Being around Marat Volkov’s daughter is proving too much of a temptation. I know I’m not in her league —just another misfit with mismatched eyes and a screwed-up past.

There’s a fine line between criminal and legal. And those willing to cross it. Nico Fury Jr. They say criminal acts are brought on by desperation. I don’t know anything about that, but I’ve been waiting a long time to make her mine. Now that she’s within my grasp, I’m not letting go. If I have to trick her, hide her, get her addicted to me, I will. It’s no holds barred now. I know it is risky, but I don’t care who her father is. The sweet, little Princess is all mine. Finally, mine.