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I remembered little about my early life and the man who said he was my father.

But that piece of trash was nothing to me.

Not sperm donor. Not stepfather. Not human.

I have a good father now in Andres Ramirez.

The man who married my mother and raised me to be who I am was more a father than my sperm donor or the man who once lied about being my dad.

I have good parents. Their love story is epic, and it gets stronger day by day.

I want that for myself, and I know my parents are eager for me to marry and give them grandkids.

They think I haven’t found the one . But I know exactly who I want to claim as my own.

And that’s my problem.

She’s the daughter of Angel Fury and the love of my life.

But sometimes, a man’s gotta do what he’s gotta do.

And I know I won’t rest until I have her.

Even if it means war.

I don’t want that, though, I just want her.

Aella Fury is everything good and right and beautiful in the world. She’s as bright as the sun and as good as gold.

I should know. I’ve been watching her since she turned eighteen.

Keeping close in case she needed me but staying in the background.

I never wanted to stunt her growth, and yeah, watching her go a little wild in high school almost killed me.

But she’s finished college now and she’s back home and within reach.

I just have to make my move. And I will.

Soon.

T he end…or is it?

Thank you so much for reading!