Ignite the Fire

Ignite the Fire The Set the World on Fire Duet Book One By: E. Molgaard This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, organizations, places, events, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Copyright © E. Molgaard All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. Cover Design by Crystal Green Edited by Jennifer Speck Manufactures in the United States Table of Contents Prologue Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter Thirteen Chapter Fourteen Chapter Fifteen Chapter Sixteen Chapter Seventeen Chapter Eighteen Chapter Nineteen Chapter Twenty Chapter Twenty-One Chapter Twenty-Two Chapter Twenty-Three Chapter Twenty-Four Chapter Twenty-Five Chapter Twenty-Six Chapter Twenty-Seven Chapter Twenty-Eight Chapter Twenty-Nine Chapter Thirty Chapter Thirty-One Chapter Thirty-Two Acknowledgements About the Author Also by E. Molgaard Note to Readers This is a reverse harem romance which means the female main character has more than one love interest and she doesn’t choose between them. There are dark themes in this book that can be triggering such as kidnapping, abuse, threats of rape, rape, child abuse, torture, and murder. Please feel free to message me directly if you have any concerns or questions. My name is Riona Murphy and I’m the daughter of the Captain of the Murphy Clan. As a mafia princess I’m forced to have two faces. The fake innocent princess that everyone sees and the real ruthless killer that lurks in the dark. At least that’s the case until my best friend, Aisling, was taken. Now my mask is down and my daggers are clean. No one is going to stop me from tearing this city apart to find her. My only problem, or should I say three problems, are the gorgeous Italians that have sworn to help me find her. With each day I spend with them, I find myself being pulled in by Enzo’s sweet charm, Matteo’s pure sex appeal, and Dante’s dark stares. When I let them into my bed, it was supposed to be just fun. Temporary. I definitely wasn’t supposed to fall for them. Now I’m caught between two families. Pulling toward one while being pulled by the other. Who will win? Me or my Captain? Prologue Riona Tonight is the annual Murphy Gala. A night that all allies and enemies within the top crime families in New York come together without any violence. Really, it's a night to show everyone how powerful you are and we, the Murphy’s, are at the top. Which means my perfect princess face needs to be on point. I set my curling iron down, taking in the loose curls that fall across my shoulders, with my neutral makeup, showing off my pale skin, and making me look like an Irish Barbie. God, I hate when I have to become this persona my father created. The innocent Irish princess that is perfect with a shy smile. It makes me look weak. And that's not me at all. I'm more of a straight hair, dark makeup and dark skin-tight clothes kind of girl, with a fiery attitude and a lust for bloody justice. But I can't be me. Why? Nobody looks twice at a quiet pure princess in my world, so their lips are always loose. And as the daughter to the head of the Murphy Clan, my power is knowledge. I collect everyone’s secrets. I start braiding my deep red waves in a loose side braid finalizing my good girl look. "Riona." "Yes, Father?" Through the mirror I watch my father, Lorcan Murphy, in his all-black tux that highlights his salt and pepper hair. For being almost 60 years old, his hair is the only thing that shows his age. He walks into my bathroom and stands behind me. "You look very pretty." I narrow my eyes at him because he knows I hate being called pretty. It’s so condescending when he says it. "I have a job tonight for you." My green eyes connect with his identical ones in the mirror and our father-daughter relationship immediately turns to business. "There’s supposed to be no violence tonight." His smirk from when he called me pretty disappears into a fierce glare. There is no talking him out of this. "It's my party. I can do whatever I want. Are you telling me you won't do it?" "No. Who's the mark?" My power might be knowledge, but it’s not my only one. "Carl O'Brien. He's a traitor and a snitch. I don't want another day to come where he's breathing." Lorcan requires two things from everyone. Loyalty and keeping your mouth shut. You fail at one, you die. Carl failed at both. I turn around, facing him, and lean back on the counter. "You want it done quietly?" My father smiles at me with so much pride. "I knew you'd be the one for this." "I'm your only assassin." Oh yeah. I'm my father's assassin. Secret assassin. Nobody knows outside the family. Hence the princess cover. "Do you want him going down here or a delayed death?" "Here. But near the end." "Yes sir." He gives me a nod and heads out of my bathroom. "Finish up getting ready and get what you need, then meet your brother and me in my office.” I give him a nod. "I'll be there in 15 minutes." Wrapping a tie around the end of my braid, I head into my closet. My closet has two sides. One side is filled with my true style: leather pants, ripped skinny jeans, crop tops, low cut tops, and short dresses. The other side is for my fake identity. It's filled with evening gowns and conservative blouses and jeans.