Addy watched Arwen as a frisson of excitement ran down her spine. He was quite possibly the luckiest man alive to find the perfect woman for him. She shared so much of his violent tendencies, chaotic thoughts and yet she found a way to find good in her world and it was helping him to do the same. He believed with all his heart and soul his mother had sent this angel just for him and he would spend forever making her feel every bit as special as she was. Love wasn’t strong enough a word
Watching her take her shots on the bratva brat the other night had made his c**k hard in a way he didn’t know possible. Considering he’d had a broken nose and a swollen face he was surprised to fin himself reacting so physically to her cold assassination of the man. Yet he had to hide behind a barrel otherw
