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-Finnegan O'Shea The Sons of Munster have been living this life for generations. We have our own protocol, our own traditions, dating back to when two families merged and created our syndicate in Ireland. Now, we have our strongholds in Philly and Chicago, and the wrong man holds the highest position. The day my uncle decided to betray us, he signed his own death warrant, and after a five-year hitch in the can, I'm ready to take everything from him. In order to ensure the demise of his management, I have to get close to him. I need to earn his trust and that of his closest associates. I'll be the top earner he wants me to be. I'll be the very image of a conventional family man. For that to happen, this Irish bastard has to find himself a wife. Someone sweet and compliant who will stand by my side and make me look like I have too much to lose to screw over the head of the family. -Emilia Porter When it rains, it pours, so I guess it's been pouring for eighteen years now. Being from an old mining town that's full of drunk cautionary tales, I spend my days juggling-and failing-school, work, and paying the bills so my dad can drink himself into a stupor. Then this freaking guy rolls into town in his expensive sports car and thinks I should marry him. This isn't the fifties, and there isn't a snowball's chance in hell I'll marry a well-known mobster. No matter how much money he promises me. No matter how intensely the chemistry sizzles between us. He asks for three years of marriage. Then I'd be set for life, independent, and free to start fresh on my own. Free to walk away. Who the hell does he think he is?