Page 22 of Mafia Boss's Fake Wife

Oh.

Fuck.

"Roisin wasn't there. She had me in custody at that time, and we were awaiting trial," I respond in a stiff voice.

I don't want to think about that time. It was before I knew about Roisin.

Before I knew her family name, but also before I knew what she tasted like, and the little moan she makes when she...

Shut. The fuck. Up.

I manage to snarl at myself convincingly enough, and the urge to think about Roisin that night fades.

Barely.

"I am aware of Ms. Kennedy's whereabouts that day," O'Hara says. "As her supervisor, I was aware of all of her assignments as your cover for the witness protection program."

She ducks, her eyes looking down at the table, and a strange, smug satisfaction creeps over me.

Not aware of all of the activities, are you then?

"Still, the leak to the press that calls Roisin's integrity into question is... interesting. There is no mention that she is an Interpol agent, which means that most likely, whoever is trying to frame her is doing so from..."

"My world," I breathe.

O'Hara nods.

I frown. "I don't think anyone from my family knows about.. who she is.”

Roisin's face tightens. "The only people who know are Irish."

"Then I believe you will need to start there," O'Hara says.

We both blink.

"Start there?" Roisin repeats.

He nods. "Someone needs to figure out why this information was leaked. And who better to do it than you?"

"She can't do it on her own," I blurt.

Roisin's eyes narrow, and she glares at me like a queen surveying scum on the face of the earth.

It's the challenge in her eyes that I like so fucking much.

"I don't need help," she mutters.

O'Hara snorts. "And what if the person who started the rumor decides to kill you, hmm? It's better to have some kind of way for you to access help if you need it."

"I can find out who is doing this to me."

O'Hara shakes his head. "Not if there's someone trying to frame you. Right now, you're wanted by Interpol."

Her jaw drops. "But..."

"I've gone out on a limb for you, lass," he says softly.

Roisin's face tightens. I'm expecting gratitude, or even appreciation. However, her expression looks more like...

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