Elora’s POV.
The flight from Moscow to Dublin is roughly four and a half hours long. Flying private instead of coach.
I have read the file on Conrad O’Hara, done a deep dive on his socials and the man is definitely a man-w***e/man-child. Every picture of him, he has a different woman on his arm or sitting on his lap.
He is not a little bit of a playboy. He is f*****g notorious for it. The phrase lock up your daughters needs to be his catchphrase.
As men go, he is handsome, and he knows it. Blonde hair, green eyes, dimples in his cheeks, has all his teeth and is packing muscle.
This man-child is in for a rude awakening when I get to the O’Hara estate on the outskirts of Dublin. His father, Seamus, should have definitely kicked his son’s ass into touch a long time ago.
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