Five years ago, I put a bullet in her old mans skull while she watched. Club orders. Nothing personal. Until it was.
Now shes back—not for revenge, but as payment for a dead mans debt. The cartel delivered her to our doorstep like a package marked fragile. My brothers see fresh meat. I see the ghost Ive been trying to forget.
So I claimed her. Not to save her—to own her.
She thinks she can play me. Thinks every night she spreads her legs, shes spinning a web thatll be my noose. What she doesnt know? Ive...
I killed her father. Now shes mine.
Jagger
Five years ago, I put a bullet in her old mans skull while she watched. Club orders. Nothing personal. Until it was.
Now shes back—not for revenge, but as payment for a dead mans debt. The cartel delivered her to our doorstep like a package marked fragile. My brothers see fresh meat. I see the ghost Ive been trying to forget.
So I claimed her. Not to save her—to own her.
She thinks she can play me. Thinks every night she spreads her legs, shes spinning a web thatll be my noose. What she doesnt know? Ive been dying since the night I pulled that trigger. And if she wants to be my executioner, Ill gladly hand her the rope.
But when the cartel comes to collect whats theirs, shell learn the truth: There are worse monsters than me. And Im the only one standing between her and hell.
Some debts are paid in blood. Others are paid in flesh. Mine will be paid in both.
