I was on the streets until I wasn't. They took me, fed me and clothed me. For a time I was happy until he came back. I had five years to accept his chains, my monster. He owned me until I met the Enforcer of The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club.
His name was Zero.
He wasn't just an Enforcer. He was a stone blooded killer.
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