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Sammy Nash

When the red and blue lights stopped flashing, and the fog of seeing the coroner’s van finally faded, I was left with two certainties.

I had just lost the love of my life.
And now the mob expected me to marry the man who ordered his execution.

Running wasn’t in my blood, and I refused to make it an option.

I let my love go to his grave believing I’d be a good girl and play along with his promises to the mob boss, but…

It was time for me to teach this mob clown a thing or two about being a Dirty Savage princess.

Griz

What kind of man, or brother would I be if I watched the mob force my president’s daughter into marriage five minutes after she lost the love of her life?

What would even become of our club if they got their hands on her?

I didn’t know the first thing about respectable women or being a husband, but how could I say no, when it was Menace’s dying wish?

Especially when she was hellbent on taking out that mobster or joining Menace trying.