Frankie's Obsession

In the great cosmic shit-show we call the justice system, there’s the law... and then there’s the counterweight. Forget Lady Justice, that blindfolded hack. She’s just the statue out front. The real work, the greasing of the gears, that’s done by a different kind of broad altogether.

They’ve got a name for her: “The Dirty Lawyer”. And let’s be clear, they’re not wrong. But to the six sons-of-bitches currently fertilizing a pine box forest, she’s just Frank.

See, Frankie operates on a different docket; a personal one: a list of names belonging to the pricks who turned her family into a memory. And she’s been working her way down that list, real methodical-like.

That was the plan, anyway. Then he had to show up and complicate the goddamn scenery.

Hector Pierce. The society pages call him a businessman, a philanthropist. What they don’t print is his real trade. The man is an artist whose medium is fear, and whose brush is a straight razor.

The man has one rule: family. It’s not a suggestion, it’s a religion. So when a slick attorney with a death wish and a killer pair of legs starts sniffing around his family, she stops being a nuisance and becomes a problem. And Hector Pierce... he’s a goddamn problem-solver.

He looked her right in those two barrels of doom she calls eyes and promised to burn her world down to the foundation. And she should want to put a bullet right between his principled, stupidly gorgeous eyes. But his loyalty... that deep, caveman, “I’d-kill-for-my-blood” loyalty... it’s a fucking distraction.

To Hector, Frankie isn’t just a threat. She’s a lawyer who can argue a case on Monday and dispose of a body on Tuesday. Beautiful in a way that should be illegal. He’s decided he’s making her his. It’s not a question of if, but a question of when the hell she would stop fighting him on it.

Francesca - Frank - Monroe (Frankie) : “A good lawyer knows how to win a case. A great lawyer knows how to bury a body. I am both.”

“They call me The Dirty Lawyer.

I defend monsters. I destroy cases. I bury evidence. The Irish mob owns this city, and Conor Jones—Papa—owns me. Not because he bought me, but because he saved me. He found a broken, starving girl on the streets and gave her a kingdom.

Now I’m the woman who protects his empire with a law degree in one hand and a loaded gun in the other.

I don’t lose trials. I don’t miss shots. And I never, ever forget a debt.

Theodore Pierce murdered my father when I was a child. He planted evidence, bought witnesses, and walked free while my family burned. I’ve spent twenty years waiting for my moment. Now I’m close enough to taste it.

But Theodore has a nephew.

Hector Pierce. Underboss. Ruthless. Devastating. A man who walks into a room and owns the air before he speaks a single word. He’s fiercely loyal to his family, and he’s standing directly between me and the man I came to destroy.

He doesn’t know who I really am. He doesn’t know what his uncle did. He just knows I’m the enemy.

And I know that falling for him could ruin everything.”

Hector Pierce : “I don’t even know who I am anymore. Numb and cold, but if I could feel anything, it’d be for her.”

“Blood is the only currency that matters. My uncle raised me when my father died. He taught me loyalty, discipline, and what family meant. I’ve built my life around protecting this family, and I’ve buried men who thought they could touch what belongs to me.

Then Frank Monroe walks into my world.

She’s sharp as a blade and twice as dangerous. She should be my enemy. She should be a problem I solve with a bullet and a shallow grave.

But I can’t stay away from her.

She’s fire and fury wrapped in Armani. She looks at me like she wants to destroy me, and God help me, I want to let her.

There’s something dark behind her eyes, secrets she’s keeping, wounds she’s hiding. I don’t trust her. I shouldn’t crave her.

And when I find out why she’s really here, what my uncle did to her family, and what she’s planning to do to mine, I’ll have to make a choice.

Her. Or my blood.

Because Frankie didn’t just come for revenge. She came for war. And she’s not leaving until someone is dead.”

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Welcome to 𝗙𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗲’𝘀 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻!

Yep, this is ANOTHER very dark mafia romance, so buckle up!

If you need trigger warnings, then this book just ain’t for you.

But to give you the gist, this book includes:

• Unhinged characters.

• A whole lot of adult language/adult scenes.

• Some pretty graphic violence.

You’ve been warned! 😁

Enjoy!

- Sabrina