From My Past

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Being the Second-in-Command of the Irish Clan Mafia in Boston meant my life was not my own. It wasn't until I met her Talia that I truly wanted to care for another person. But I couldn't be with her. Not as I wanted to anyway. There weren't any rules against me keeping her safe. So I put a guard on her to make sure. Only he didn't do his job.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When a stroke of luck brings us together again I vow to protect her in each and every way I can.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Kieron was like trying to hold onto a tornado; dangerous and chaotic. A whirlwind that left me breathless. He liked me for me and that was something I've not had a lot of in my life.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When he left me that morning without a way to contact him I moved on to someone else. Someone I thought would keep me safe. I couldn't have been more wrong.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I should have known that no one would have kept me safer than my Irish Knight.</span></p>