I came to kill him. He offered me a deal instead—my life for one night in his bed.
I was supposed to end the Irish devil whos haunted my familys empire.
Not crave his touch.
Not beg for more when he pins me down and demands my surrender.
One clean strike was all I needed.
Instead, I’m trapped against his bedroom wall at midnight, my assassin’s mask torn away, his hungry green eyes drinking in every inch of me.
