Rugged and Filthy

Rugged and filthy, the three rugged men who crashed into my world wanted one thing. Me.

Foxx, Hudson, and Jack were unwanted in my world. Not only were they foreigners in Ireland, they also wanted to takeover running the oil rig I'd managed for years. Yes, I was struggling to keep my riggers employed given the dwindling contracts. And yes, my terminally ill father was determined to sell the operation, hoping their years of experience would provide one last decent return.

However, that didn't give them the right to take control of my command. The four of us were like oil and water, yet the sparks flying between us could light up a city. All three gorgeous and demanding, I soon fell into nights of glorious passion, enduring rounds of harsh and humiliating discipline when they felt it necessary. And for the first time in my life, I felt free and alive.

But there was danger lurking in the shadows, a merciless mafia lord intent on taking what belonged to my family. That's when I learned just how powerful and ruthless the three men were. As they went after the Irish mafia king, determined to destroy him, they made something very clear.

No one messed with the woman they'd claimed as their own.