Emerald (Rose and Thorns #1)

Prologue Cara

T he first time I saw Finn Gallagher, my knickers practically went up in flames. The man was walking, talking Irish sin wrapped in a tailored suit. And I wanted to unwrap him with my teeth. The way his jacket molded to his broad shoulders made my mouth water, and my eyes greedily drank in his strong, tanned hands. Hands I could imagine all over me.

Never mind that he worked for my father. Or that he was a decade older than my seventeen years. Or that he was so far out of my league we weren't even playing the same Fucking sport. From the second he walked into my father's study, I knew I'd risk anything just to get a taste of him.

But that was five years ago. The war between us and the Russian gangs has made the Chicago streets on edge. Da said the Italians were sniffing around, but, for now, they were watching who was going to win.

But the Irish never back down.

Finn had risen in the Irish ranks, and was now my fathers most trusted man, and my jailer, as he made sure the men below him kept me under constant surveillance at all times. My father become worried when the threats against me escalated. And then life got much more interesting.

I might be stuck with Finn as my shadow, but I'd be damned if I made it easy for him. If I couldn't have him in my bed, then I'd make sure he spent every waking moment thinking about what he was missing.