Corrupted Union: A Forced Marriage Mafia Romance (The Byrne Brothers Book 2) by Jill Ramsower

Corrupted Union: A Forced Marriage Mafia Romance (The Byrne Brothers Book 2) by Jill Ramsower

Author:Jill Ramsower [Ramsower, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jill Ramsower LLC
Published: 2023-04-03T18:30:00+00:00


I unfolded myself to dangle my legs over the counter’s edge, making sure to keep my bloody hand over the sink. Keir dug through the cabinets until he located some first-aid supplies, then washed my hand. I watched as he poured peroxide over my knuckles and gingerly patted my hand dry.

I felt like an empty eggshell, my insides drained clean until I was perfectly hollow.

Until Keir lifted my hand and gently blew on my knuckles. He only meant to dry my skin, but I swore I felt his breath swell in my lungs, filling me with warmth.

“Where are we?” I asked as he wrapped gauze around my hand.

“A friend’s place down at Virginia Beach.”

“Virginia! We’re at the beach? How did we get here?” I strained my ears to listen for the water but heard nothing.

“Yes, the beach is right outside,” he confirmed with a hint of amusement. “We flew down earlier today. You were out cold, so you definitely wouldn’t remember.”

“Please tell me you didn’t stuff me in a suitcase.”

“It was that or Weekend at Bernie’s style flying with an unconscious woman in a wheelchair.” He smirked. “We have a jet, Rowan. You slept comfortably on a leather sofa the whole time.”

Hearing him say my name made me recall screaming at him back at his place, demanding he not call me Miss Alexander.

A new set of tears dripped from my lashes down to my shirt. His shirt.

He must have noticed because he stilled, then lifted my face to his, silently demanding an explanation.

“I’m so sorry … for all of this. For yelling at you. For breaking things, things that don’t even belong to you.” I gestured to the scraps of mirror still strewn about the floor. “For getting myself into trouble. For everything.” My voice had completely dried up by the time I finished my apology.

Keir swept my tears away with his thumb. “It’s nothing that can’t be fixed.” His gaze drifted to my hair, his fingers slowly weaving their way through the messy strands. “That’s why you dye your hair. And the makeup, too?”

I nodded. “You took it off.”

“I thought I was supposed to. Aren’t women supposed to take off their makeup before they go to bed?”

A small chuckle tickled my lungs. “Yeah, I just wasn’t expecting it. I only use a tiny mirror to put on my makeup, so I never see the whole picture. If I happen across a mirror during my day, the hair and makeup keep me from seeing her. When I walked in here, it was like she was standing there waiting for me. I sort of lost it.”

“I’m only going to say this once, then we’re going to grab some food in the kitchen and sit on the back porch. You need to talk to someone about all that. A professional.” His tone was kind but firm.

I didn’t argue with him. How could I? Clearly, I wasn’t coping as well as I’d thought. In fact, ever since Keir burst into my world, every single day had been further proof just how poorly I’d dealt with the loss of my sister.



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