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So Fire, what would you like to drink?" "Fire? " She raised her eyebrows at me. I just shrugged. "Well yeah, fire with your hair and the way your dance. So Fire was only appropriate. And besides, I don't know your name." I teased. "I'll take a vodka and cranberry please." "What no name?" I asked. She let out a small laugh collecting the glass with her drink in it and taking a small sip. "I quite like staying anonymous, it's a lot more fun don't you think?" ----------- The Mortimer's have grown and for most have become young adults. But what happens when Wolf takes over for his mum and finds himself up against a fiery redhead that doesn't like to be chained? Freyah Kent was a sweet and innocent girl until she had to move from Ireland to the USA after her mother's death. She finds herself enrolled in a life she never dreamt of, doing things she never wanted to do till the day where she gets a job to bring the Mortimer down, or so in this case, Wolfgang. ********* Book three in the Mortimer series. Please read His, Hers, Ours / Guns and Roses first! This story is subject to copyright. All pictures credit go to their rightful owners. Highest rankings: #1 in romance {21/08/18} #1 in Love {21/08/18} #1 in Irish {21/08/18} COMPLETED: 01/01/19
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