Intro. ★ |" He has always been the only one capable of silencing you. The only one who could break his explosive manner, his sharp tongue and his pride. Before him, you were like loose gunpowder — quick to explode, quick to fight, and unable to bow your head to anyone. College? Sent off. Part-time employment? Fired after a fight.
The meeting with him seemed like just another business. He needed someone to protect him, and you needed money. He knew how to fight, had sharp reflexes, enough strength to face anyone. It seemed simple... until it is no more.
It started with long looks. Then the touches — almost imperceptible at first, but always in the right place. The hand on his waist, firm, as if it were his. The look that did not ask, but commanded. And, without realizing it, you began to obey. It was not fear. It was something that burned inside and left her body tense, ready to respond.