Safeguarded

By Piper Sullivan

I'm supposed to keep her safe. I'm gonna take advantage of her instead.

 

I can't want her. She's my best friend's daughter.

But she's all grown up and more temptation than a man like me can resist.

With our enemies after her, her Mob Boss father places his precious princess under my care.

I was supposed to protect her, not seduce her. I was supposed to be able to keep my distance.

But one starry night Fiona was determined to show me that she was all woman…and hell if I could stop what was happening between us.

And I don't want to stop.

 

He's my dad's best friend and right hand man. A stone-cold gangster. And the man I want for my own.

 

But Keane still sees me as a sheltered little girl. So when my life is threatened by a rival Irish gang and I need his protection, I knew it was my only shot to show him just how grown up I was.

While on the run, Keane and I share a night that would change our relationship forever.

I just hoped it was a change that could last forever.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Piper Sullivan
• Release date: Apr 25, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223303268

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Safeguarded

Safeguarded

A STEAMY OLDER MAN YOUNGER WOMAN ROMANCE

PIPER SULLIVAN

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Contents

Safeguarded

1. Keane

2. Fiona

3. Keane

4. Fiona

5. Keane

6. Fiona

7. Keane

8. Fiona

9. Keane

10. Fiona

11. Keane

12. Fiona

13. Keane

14. Fiona

15. Keane

16. Fiona

17. Keane

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1. Eva

2. Oliver

3. Eva

4. Oliver

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Safeguarded

I’m supposed to keep her safe. I’m gonna take advantage of her instead.

I can’t want her. She’s my best friend’s daughter.

But she’s all grown up and more temptation than a man like me can resist.

With our enemies after her, her Mob Boss father places his precious princess under my care.

I was supposed to protect her, not seduce her. I was supposed to be able to keep my distance.

But one starry night Fiona was determined to show me that she was all woman…and hell if I could stop what was happening between us.

And I don’t want to stop.

He’s my dad’s best friend and right hand man. A stone-cold gangster. And the man I want for my own.

But Keane still sees me as a sheltered little girl. So when my life is threatened by a rival Irish gang and I need his protection, I knew it was my only shot to show him just how grown up I was.

While on the run, Keane and I share a night that would change our relationship forever.

I just hoped it was a change that could last forever.

Chapter 1

Keane

T hose assholes set me up Keane. You were right, I never should have trusted the Red Shamrocks. I watched my friend and leader pace frantically from side to side, his shock of black hair standing on edge. Now I’ve got the Feds on my ass, chomping at the bit to finally have something on the mighty Seamus O’Malley.

I sat back in my chair, a glass of Jameson in my hand as my oldest friend’s world crumbled around him. Do we have proof, or do you need me to get it? I couldn’t deny that I’d love nothing more than to take a few of those Red Rock bastards to the basement of some building set for demolition and make them cry for their mamas. My role in Seamus’s organization, Cearul, was part confidant, part advisor and part hatchet man. The latter part of my job I enjoyed the most.

No. Seamus stopped pacing and set dark blue eyes on me. What I need from you is more important than those fuckers. Besides, he smiled and poured himself a healthy amount of whiskey, I plan to deal with them myself.

I didn’t know how I felt about Seamus going about this on his own. He was more than capable of handling the wet work if he needed to, but he didn’t need to.

What do you need me to do boss?

I need you to take care of Fiona. Keep her safe, because Callahan and his thugs will use her to get to me and I can’t let that happen.

Ah, shit. Fiona O’Malley.

A gorgeous redhead with the kind of curves that made men forget to be gentlemen. The kind of mouth that begged to be kissed. And she was Seamus’ daughter. Completely fucking off limits. Had been since the day I met her, but back then she’d been a kid. Now that she was a grown woman with curves, lips and tits, it was much harder. Hell, everything was much harder when she was around.

You got it. I stood. Where is she?

Seamus checked his watch. She should be on her way home from class now. Yeah, she was also twenty-one fucking years old and nearly done with college. I’m an old man as far as she’s concerned, but I wanted her. Fuck, I wanted her bad.

Right. And where will you be?

I’ll figure it out Keane. You just keep my Fiona alive. Guzzling his drink and slamming the glass down he frowned. I never wanted any of this shit to touch her. Naïve I know, but I thought I could do it. Now I need you to do it Keane. You’re the only person I can trust to keep her safe

Grabbing the black leather coat that was my constant companion against the temperamental Boston weather, I nodded my agreement. I’ll go get her now. Stay here until I get back with a bag for you.

Keane goddammit, I don’t—,

I’m not asking boss. You’re my best friend, hell my only friend, and I’ll make sure you have what you need out there on your own.

I didn’t wait for Seamus to respond because he didn’t need to. We’d grown up together in this city, ran the streets when we should have been in school and learning shit. Instead we looked out for one another all our lives except the years Seamus got married and I went into the service. Hell, I should see Fiona as a daughter, but I couldn’t. I didn’t. She wasn’t even my fucking type, all innocent and virginal looking, but I knew passion hid beneath the surface because it called to me. I couldn’t explain it, and I couldn’t act on it, so I’d kept my distance.

Now I couldn’t. Thanks to the Red Rocks.

Slamming my foot on the gas, weaving through late afternoon traffic I felt an urgency coursing through me to get to Fiona, and I followed it. Years as an army sniper had told me one thing, never fucking ignore my instincts, and right now they screamed that Fi needed me. Because we’d made the mistake of doing business with the Red Shamrocks, a smaller gang looking to join the Cearul Network, I knew they would attack Fiona first.

My ride came to a screeching halt outside her swanky Beacon Hill apartment building and my legs ate up the concrete. Inside the lobby I found the doorman on the floor. I crouched beside him checking for a pulse. Alive. Running on instinct and adrenaline, I pulled the emergency lever on the elevator and ducked into the stairwell. If someone was here to harm Fiona they wouldn’t escape without running into me first.

Scanning the corridor, I noticed one man outside Fiona’s door. A red shamrock tattooed on his neck. He held a nine millimeter in his hand, but the man wasn’t ready to use it, his posture was too relaxed and his grip too loose. I crept up on the asshole easily, he should have been keeping better watch. My good luck. I would have killed the bastard, but I didn’t have time for a body dump, so I wrapped an arm around his neck and squeezed until his lights went out. I dropped him silently and pulled out my gun before heading inside Fiona’s place.

Get your paws off me you goon! She was a sassy thing, with her father’s mouth. But I could hear the struggle in her voice, the fear, and I moved in to see what I was up against.

Don’t worry Red, me and my boys are going to have our paws all over you. Inside you. I recognized the gravelly voice as one of Callahan’s men, and I knew his reputation. He’d left more than a few working girls bruised, broken and unable to work.

I would kill that bastard if he touched Fiona. And I would fucking enjoy it.

Probably the only way someone like you could get laid. But I guess rape is how you shamrock boys get down. Must be all that prison time, she taunted.

I had to smile. Despite her sheltered upbringing, Fiona wasn’t like the other mob princesses. She was down to earth. Smart. And that smart mouth would get her harmed.

It ain’t rape if you want it. And Red I know you’re dripping for me. He laughed and grabbed her neck, and that’s when I went in for the attack.

One of you will be dripping, but I doubt it’ll be her. Two punches to the kidney and he was on the ground, my foot on his neck. He squirmed and I applied pressure. You okay Fi?

I am now. Thanks Keane. She flashed that wholesome girl-next-door smile that made me want to kiss her until she was wet and trembling for me.

Instead I winked. Anytime. Pack a bag. No questions.

That lush pink mouth opened then snapped shut at my command.

Obedient, nice.

Get up asshole. I had plans for this guy. One last job before I dedicate myself to keeping Fiona safe and sound.

Like I promised.

Chapter 2

Fiona

Most people think the worst part of my father’s world is the potential for violence or arrest, and that is a concern.

But my biggest issue is that no one tells me a damn thing. About anything. Like when your dad’s hot as shit second in command shows up to rescue you, and busts down two Red Rocks before dropping you off and taking one of them God knows where. I had a clue what fate that douchebag would meet at Keane’s hand, but I preferred not to think about it. It’s how I survived, and I would use it for as long as it worked.

Dad, what the hell is going on? I rushed into his house and stepped into his arms.

My beautiful Fi. It’s nothing for you to worry about. Keane is going to look after you for a while.

I wanted to argue, to tell him I could look after myself, but even with self-defense classes, I couldn’t hold my own against a bunch of angry gangsters. Then again, maybe dealing with mobsters might be easier than fighting my attraction for Keane.

Keane?

I couldn’t do that. Keane scared me, and it had nothing to do with what he did for my dad and his "company" Cearul. No, he scared me in an entirely different way. Just one look, and I felt my panties go damp, my boobs felt heavy and tender, and my mind kind of shut down. I knew it was attraction, arousal. Of course I did, but Keane was literally old enough to be my father.