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I have always been restless, never content to stay in one place for too long. The military helped, gave me purpose, but once I was home and the ACES were no more, the itch to keep moving returned. That was until I found her. She was my anchor, grounding me. I needed her like I needed to breathe. My Lady!

Each of us O’Sheas had a place in our family dynamic. I was the one who made sure our family stayed safe. The quiet O’Shea. The protective one. The one who did the dirty jobs. A woman and family were the farthest things from my mind. It wasn’t a dream I’d ever thought to have or even felt like I deserved. Until they landed on my doorstep. One look at them and I knew that I’d go back to the darkness I’d lived in to ensure they were safe.

Called back home from the military to a village overrun by crime, my father in a coma in the hospital. My family and our businesses threatened. The last thing I expected during all the turmoil was to meet the perfect woman. When a Crow man meets his one, he knows.

Each of us O’Sheas had a position in our family. I was the second son, and protecting my older brother was my job. While violence wasn’t natural to me, it was our life. I’d had to learn to handle it. Then circumstances changed, and I had to step up as leader of our crew. That position came with a lot of responsibility, and the last thing on my mind was a relationship, even as I watched my brothers fall one by one. I knew that any woman I ended up with would have to be special if she was going to be my Queen. I doubted that such a woman existed; until she did.

From the moment she walked into our classroom at fourteen, I knew she was mine. I lost her in my twenties. When I found her again in my thirties, I was done walking away. But time leaves scars—secrets, lies, and choices that shattered us once before. Can our love survive the damage we did to each other? REA. He was mine from fourteen. I believed we were forever. He broke us in my twenties. It took years to rebuild the woman I’d lost. I’m content. Until he walks back into my life. Our foundations still exist—cracked, dented, but not broken. Will it be strong enough for us to try again?

Each of us O’Sheas had a place in our family dynamic. I was the face for all our businesses. The smooth O’Shea. The fun loving one. The one with the silver tongue. When all I really wanted was a woman of my own and family. I’d yet to find the right one. When I did, she took me by surprise. Turns out she was right under my nose. I knew I’d have my work cut out for me, but if there was one thing I wasn’t afraid of, it was working for what I wanted and I knew she’d be worth it.