Mellie Rogan is the only woman I have ever craved. She's a pure, shining light in my otherwise dark and bloodstained world. But I can never have her because one touch from me would kill her innocence. I can’t do that to her. I won’t.
I knew the day I walked through the doors of a mafia-owned strip club and asked for a job; there was no going back. My days are filled with inventory and glassware; my nights are filled with liquor and mobsters. But there's one man who is always here, always watching. Niall Byrne. I feel him like a splinter in my finger, digging himself ever deeper until I can't imagine a world without him.
When the Reaper of the Boston Irish Mafia sets his sights on you, what chance do you have? The answer is none. The better question is: will there be anything left of Mellie when he's finished with her?