He’s a beast. A killer. A dark shadow with blood on his hands and violence in his veins.
He’s the monster that comes at midnight. The one I watch from my bedroom window, holding my breath, wondering if he has finally come for me. It’s only a matter of time before he takes me.
His ballerina girl. It’s a promise he made the first time he caught me staring at him. ‘You will be mine.’ It’s impossible not to fear him. My bones tremble every time I hear his name. Granite.
President of the American Street Kings MC.
A callous ruler. A merciless leader A cruel king.
…and the man who will start a war for me.
