Bruce’s POV
Sitting in the darkness amidst other cell mates was the worst thing that had ever happened to me after my stint in the remand home when I was a teen. Giselle had done it again, that unfaithful wretch sent me to prison for no fault of mine. This wasn’t what I had bargained for when I had agreed to do this.
The fowl acidic stench around me was nauseating; there was no source of clear fresh air to breath. I was unfazed by all the stares and abuses I received from my inmates, all I wanted was to get the blood hell out of this place and teach that meddling boyfriend of hers a lesson.
Everything had being going smooth until he showed up and messed it. I should have guessed it was a trap set by her and him. That B**** first trapped me at the club and then in her apartment. I was so
