I did everything I could to run away from my past, but my past came for me anyway. Sorcha: To the world, I'm sarcastic, sassy Sorcha, the only daughter in the powerful MacTavish Scottish Mafia. I hide my terror of my past with a constant smile. But I can't make myself step foot off our estate. I haven't left the grounds since I was kidnapped at twelve. But here I am, standing on a stage with vile, anonymous men bidding on me. I could never escape my past after all. Alastair: While I never come to auctions like these, I can do business anywhere, even amongst the lowest of the low in our world. But once the deal is done and I'm ready to leave, I spot her: a head of flaming red hair and fierce blue eyes that could only belong to a MacTavish. There's a dozen men in this audience who will pay anything to take revenge on the MacTavish Clan. Unfortunately for sweet little Sorcha, I'm one of them.

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