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“Lorcan, I know you, you take all of this on your shoulders, just as I do for Italy. We take care of our own, but this is bigger than you can imagine. This…needs everyone.”

The society of crime families globally wasn’t well known and for good reason. We all knew each other’s territories, and we stuck to a golden rule never to trade in those areas, but there were always the greedy SOB’s who wanted to take more. The Reyes’ were one of those families and I had made sure to steer clear of them, and had instructed my brothers to do the same. I looked down at the tattoo on my wrist, a membership that only those of us who were admitted knew about. The cross in the middle of the old school O to signify the Onyx society. My brothers didn’t know about it, because it was usually only represented by one family member at a time. I’d been inducted when my father had died.

A membership for life.

Sav looked down at his matching tattoo and I knew exactly why he was here. It wasn’t just because of us, our friendship, he was here because the Onyx members knew about this threat.

Shit.

“How long do I have?”

Sav sighed. “Not long.”

One of the rules of the Onyx society was that if you couldn’t handle your shit, they’d come and take care of it. They’d not ask for permission, they could even take care of your empire for you. Which means, they would lay claim to Ireland.

We’d be out on our asses, our empire open for anyone.

Like hell I could let that happen.

“Who’s coming?”

There were a couple of members I wouldn’t be able to fight off on my own. The rest wouldn’t come near me out of respect for my father’s memory, but if it were who I think it was…we were in real trouble.

Sav downed the rest of my drink, confirming my worst fears.

“All of them.”

Fuck.

I downed the last of my drink and put the glass down on the side table. Fear slicing through me like I’d never experienced, other than the day my father had died and I’d been kidnapped, and forced to join the society or risk losing my brothers’ lives.

That’s how you became a ruler.

You ruled in terror, and dealt with death on the daily.

Everything about this world I had been born into had irked me. I’d wanted to run, I’d wanted to live happily ever after…but it wasn’t within reach.

I was cursed.

That was exactly why I needed to send that beauty away before it was too late and she got sucked into this bullshit. It was too late for Tee and Sloane, but she could get away, she could save herself.

Saverio stood, and I followed suit.

“I am with you,” Saverio held out his hand, signing his own death warrant. No one goes against the Onyx society for fear of death. I took his hand and we shook firmly. Both of us understood what this meant.

This was war.

This was fucking global war.

We may not survive but fuck we’ll give them the fight of their life.

Chapter Four

Lorcan

Shewaslyingdownon the back deck of the estate, looking up at the sky when I was able to locate her. Her beautiful blonde hair flowing out around her like a fucking halo.

Proof enough that she needed to get out before shit hit the roof.

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