The X in Skye

The X in Skye

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Skye Red was born into her family's mafia which just so happens to be the most powerful mafia. She is not a girl to mess with, she's fiery, flirty and most of all fierce. She handles anything that is thrown at her until someone new comes into her life. An old mafia member comes back into town along with his son. He attempts to break down her walls however, she no longer trust anyone who isn't blood due to her painful experience with partners. With constant problems they encounter will his steel grey eyes and charming manner convince her other wise? Or will rivals, love triangles and betrayals stand in the way?
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