Synopsis
Aidan Hughes
I was cruel to Deidre La Russo. Said things I should never
say to a woman.
Seen things happen to her.
Things darker than the bottle of liquor I consume.
I felt helpless.
Defeated.
The memories are more tortuous than the act of her torture.
Then she walks back into my life, only she’s not alone.
Deidre La Russo
I have my reasons for leaving.
I lived through hell.
I have secrets.
I have to tell them.
Danger brought us all together.
Danger may rip us apart.
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Excerpt
Silence met me once again the minute Roan left. The thing
about silence is it has the power to make you think. The energy from complete
muteness can slow down the mind. In this case, it has mine reeling. I mean,
what in the hell was tonight all about? The way he sunk into his chair, one leg
crossed over the other, tapping his fingers nervously on his leg. The minute I
looked away from him, he was looking at me. I felt like he was studying my
profile, searching for something.
I’ve known him for a long time. He’s never been one to keep
secrets, unless he’s asked to. If he has something to say, he says it. Roan was
off tonight. Something big is going down, and for the life of me, I have no
idea what the hell it could be. I’m a member of this family. Been through the
ritual of the ceremony, swore to put it first. Keep my mouth shut by pledging
an oath of silence. I’ve stuck my neck out many times over the course of this
past year. Running errands. Beating the shit out of men who try to pull one
over on us. I’m a bodyguard to his woman. Even though their families have made
peace with one another, not to mention the red scum of the earth, Royal, is
fucking rotting in his hole of death somewhere, the families still have
enemies. Especially Alina’s, with her dad and his dealing with drugs.
I push away from the locked door, the only light on in my
apartment coming from the half bath in the hallway giving me enough to make my
way to my bedroom, still not understanding why the hell the Solokov family
still deals those fucked up drugs. After everything these two families have
dealt with over the past few years, you would think people would say ‘Fuck this
shit, we don’t need it anymore,’ especially the goddamn money. I’ve seen
first-hand what money can turn a person into. That shit is not for me. I’m not
complaining by any means. I have one hell of a roof over my head. Food in my
belly. But fuck me, there’s some crazy ass shit out there. I really don’t have
room to talk or to judge, though. Hell, I help steal guns when I’m not watching
out for Alina.
About the Author
Amazon Best Selling Author Kathy Coopmans, lives in Michigan
with her husband Tony where they have two grown sons.
After raising her children she decided to publish her first
book and retiring from being a hairstylist.
She now writes full time.
She's a huge sports fan with her favorite being Football and
Tennis.
She's a giver and will do anything she can to help another
person succeed!
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