A tender aged Irish girl lived a quiet life with her grandmother on the farm her parents built, when tragedy befalls her and the town she has to react! Usually a quiet and contemplative and respectful girl, one of which nothing bad should ever happen, she is stolen from where she belongs and is thrown into a new way of life. She has to obey her strict and aggressive master, as time goes by she tries to forage a life for her self but one thing after another and she is lead down a different path, While she becomes a new person she misses the change going on in her master, a young man who slowly changes. Secrets from her past are revealed and Saoirse's master has been intertwined with her life for far longer than she's known him. As she spends more time with him she realises he is more, knows more and gives more than she could have possibly expected.

Tackling her had been a mistake. The feel of the soft curves pushed up against him was overwhelmingly sensual and he'd been too damn long without a woman. Jesus the lass was as soft as a kitten. Mumbling a curse; he held her down and warned, "Don't move lass, I won't hurt you" There was something dark and promising in his voice that sent a shiver down her spine. He felt oddly familiar and some of her tension eased. "Who are you? What do you want?" she asked breathlessly, trying to force air back into her lungs.....