As a made man, obligations are my middle name.
As a Five Pointer? Those obligations are even more complicated.
I fell for her when I belonged to another.
Another I didn’t love.
Another I loathed.
Who trapped me in a vise, and blackmailed me into being hers.
I was born a filthy fecker, dragged kicking and screaming into a cold, hard world. My son isn't like me. He isn't filthy.
I don't want to pollute him, but I will.
Because I’m a b*stard.
I don't want that for Seamus.
I want to step up. Be the father he deserves. And Aela? I want her just as much as I want to be a part of his life.
Of course, she's nothing like I imagined. When I first wanted to wife her, she was young. Pliable. Now? She won't take what I want to give her.
She wants it all.
Every part of me.
But my heart died a long time ago. If anyone can resuscitate it, it's her, but first, I need to become a better man.
And that might be the one thing I can't do.
Billionaire Bad Boy