*Rosie Fay-Donovan*

“Ah, you must be the famous Mrs. Fay-Donovan.” The woman got to her feet, flashing a bright smile in my direction as she offered me her hand. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Naomi Byrne.”

I shook her hand while my brain tried to make a connection with the name and the woman standing in front of me. I had never seen her before in my life. 

And to be honest, I wasn’t very happy to find a beautiful woman inside my apartment, alone ...