Ciaran Mitchell
Killian was right all along. How could I have been so blind and so stupid to be f*****g played by him? I fell in love with a traitor, a liar and manipulator. f**k I’m so stupid. He was so fuckin brazen to play a game of tug and war with me. The Mafia Dom of Ireland. Everyone bowed down to me. They pissed on their pants if they were in the same room as me.
Everyone who dared to cross me s**t their duds when they knew they’d been caught red-handed. Not this guy. Jacob was one in a million. It was as if he had been born with a cold heart and an iron fist. He’d seen what I was capable of, yet he lied to me knowing the consequences of his actions. I wouldn’t kill him, I would torture him until he was begging for death. Then and only then would I give it to him, no matter ho
