Illicit

About this book

It may be 2024, but when a MacTavish wants a bride, he steals her. **Dougal** The Blackwood Mafia are swine, but when they send their daughter Isla to steal from me, she's surprisingly effective. She doesn't realize the true value of what she's taken, so to keep it out of the Blackwood's hands... I steal her. **Isla** "Get in, get out," my father says. "Nothing to it," he says. Well, I'm the one trapped in this giant hunting lodge that looks more like some medieval fortress, and it's apparently been built to keep people from escaping, rather than getting in. Dougal is about to learn that nothing can hold me. Not this fortress, and not the ring he forced on my finger.