Filthy Bastard

Stealing her was never part of the plan.
Now keeping her is my only obsession.


There's no reason our worlds should have ever mixed. She's an angel, I'm a f-ing beast—a rebel, an outlaw, a Bastard. I was born on the blood-soaked streets of Belfast, and reborn again on equally bloody ones of Boston.


But Nicole's my addiction, my everything—my red-haired, blue-eyed, freckled skin, killer-curved obsession. And I've been watching her for months—hungry, hard, and aching for her.


It's her father I'...