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Her chest was flush against his, and he could feel how erratic her heartbeat was. He placed a soft kiss right below her ear and softly trailed downwards, enjoying as her pulse accelerated with each kiss.
“Would I be here outside if I didn’t?” she questioned back, her words coming out breathier than usual. Flynn knew he was having an effect on her, and he was enjoying it, since she was having a similar effect on him too.
“That leaves no other choice,” Flynn whispered as he finally brushed his lips against hers, invading them with a perfect kiss. He lost all control as her taste intoxicated him entirely, and the kiss grew increasingly passionate.
He could not completely comprehend the foreign feelings that were invading his mind as he held her in his arms. He was a grown man of thirty, yet a simple kiss with a woman he did not even know was affecting him. He knew he wanted her, perhaps more than he had ever wanted any other woman in his life.
“Flynn,” she whispered his name, her voice sending shivers down his spine as she held his face with both her hands.
Before he could comprehend much else, a loud noise behind them forced them apart. Flynn turned around to look, and his eyes landed on a young woman standing behind them, a surprised expression on her face. The surprise soon turned to anger as she looked between Flynn and Astrid, and Flynn could not understand what was happening. Just then, Astrid detangled herself from his arms and took a few steps towards the other woman.
“Keira, what are ye doing here?” Astrid questioned as Flynn stared between them with a confused expression on his face.
“What am I doing here?” Keira shouted. “What are ye doing here? That too with him?”
“We were…” Astrid trailed off, her skin turning a beautiful shade of crimson.
“Never mind, as if it isn’t evident what ye were doing. Do ye even ken who he is, Astrid? He is the young Laird MacKie. The very man who kidnapped and killed our brother,” Keira almost spat at him, and things finally began making sense.
The resemblance between the two sisters made it apparent that they were siblings, and the fact that they were blaming him for kidnapping their brother could only mean they were none other than the daughters of Laird O’Donnely.
His worst enemy.
“That can’t be true. His name is Flynn,” Astrid said, turning to look at Flynn. “Is she right? Are ye Laird MacKie?”
“I am.”
Flynn watched patiently as Astrid’s gaze turned blood red, and she walked towards him with fire raging in her eyes. “Ye mean to tell me that I just kissed the man who is responsible for me brother’s death?”
“And I just kissed the woman whose family has placed baseless accusations on my clan and has attacked us more times than we can remember!” Flynn shot back, refusing to stand down. He knew they had not kidnapped the heir of the O’Donnely clan, and he would certainly not take the blame for it.
“I didnae ken who ye were. Ye lured me out here and kissed me!” Astrid shouted as Flynn stared at her incredulously after hearing the ridiculous accusation.
“Ye came out here with me yerself. I didnae force ye or even knew who ye were. Had I known yer identity, I wouldnae even have given ye the time of the day,” Flynn spat back, even though he knew it was a lie. He would kiss her again if she would let him.
“Stay away from me, me family, and me clan. We hate ye.”
Flynn knew she was going to throw more colorful words at him, but just then, approaching footsteps forced her to turn around.
“Keira, did ye find her?”
Astrid’s eyes widened, and Flynn was certain it was none other than Laird O’Donnely himself. She hastily turned towards Flynn and pushed him to hide as he tumbled behind the bush. Despite that, he could see what was happening beyond. Hence, he stayed there, adamant about hiding because, despite everything Astrid had shot at him, he had no desire to get her in trouble.
He watched as she met her father with a forced smile and told him she was out for a walk in the fresh air. As he watched the three O’Donnelys exit, all he hoped was to never run into them again. Especially since he wanted nothing more than to kiss Astrid and make her his.
CHAPTER2
One year later
“Never in melife would I have thought I would ever see this day,” Billy murmured under his breath for what Flynn was certain was the hundredth time.
Flynn knew his man at arms was extremely furious about stepping inside the O’Donnely castle, but he had already offered to let him stay behind and was ready to go alone.
However, Billy’s sense of loyalty and his protective instinct towards Flynn did not allow him to let his laird go alone into the enemy’s castle. If it were up to Flynn, he would never step foot inside the place. These were the very people who had accused his father, the late Laird MacKie, of abducting their heir and apparently murdering him.
His father had explained over and over that the proof against him, which was a scroll with his father’s stamp found in the hands of a soldier, was false and that he was being framed. Shortly before, his father’s stamp had gone missing and was possibly stolen.
Despite this, the O’Donnely clan had refused to believe a word they had said and had launched attack after attack. This enmity had been ongoing for the past ten years and had resulted in his father’s death, for the stress of constant warfare along with old age had been too much for him.
