Silent Vows: A Mafia Arranged Marriage Romance (The Byrne Brothers Book 1)

Ready or not, fucker. Here. I. Come.

As a man, Conner was given freedoms in this world that a woman could only dream of.

“What kind of man would I be if I didn’t protect what’s mine?”

“I’m not yours yet.” I couldn’t quite hold his gaze while saying the words.

I was manacled by my silence.

“I’m not yours yet.”

“What kind of man would I be if I didn’t protect what’s mine?”

“Liar, liar,” he whispered, his warm breath on my skin heating my entire body. “Shall I prove it?” Then his lips were on mine, sucking, tasting, devouring.

“You bit me?” I shot at him, stunned.

His eyes glinted with dangerous amusement. “So nobody gets confused about who you belong to.”

“My name. Say it,” he ordered softly.

I didn’t understand what this was about, but for the briefest second, I would have given him anything if it meant keeping him close.

“Conner,” I breathed.

“Fuck.” The violent curse tore from deep inside him before he claimed my lips with unrestrained savagery.

And her voice. Jesus Christ, her voice.