I didnāt need any complications. But maybe I needed herā¦
Sofia ā I didnāt know what to expect when a man loaded me and my sisters on his jet and brought us to the United States. Iād thought weād suffer at the hands of these men, much the same as what weād left behind. Some of us have physical wounds, but those will heal over time. It's the emotional scars I worry weāll never recover from. Iām going somewhere different from my sisters, alone in a new country with strange men. The man called Saint has been ordered to take me, and I admit Iām terrified. Though heās as beautiful as an angel, thereās a hardness in his eyes that scares me -- until I see him with his daughter. How can a man so gentle and kind with a child be bad? If only heād turn some of that kindness my way⦠But I know heās right to keep his distance. Iām no good for either of them. It doesnāt stop me from craving his touch, from needing his kisses like I need air. I canāt regret our one night together, no matter the consequences.
Saint -- Iāve always followed orders without question, but this time Iām not so eager to help the club. Keeping Sofia under my roof, down the hall from my daughter, is the last thing I want. If the monsters from her past hurt Sofia or my sweet Delia, there will be hell to pay. No matter how much I need to harden my heart against the sexiest woman Iāve ever met, I canāt. I want her, more than Iāve ever wanted anyone. Iām far from celibate, but Sofia is more than a quick f**k. Sheās the kind of woman you keep. I allow myself one night, one taste, one chance to hear her scream my name. After, I put the walls back up and lock her out of my heart. It was a mistake, the biggest Iāve ever made. I need her, want her, canāt live without her. But I did such a good job pushing her away, how will I ever win her back?
I didnāt need any complications. But maybe I needed herā¦
Sofia ā I didnāt know what to expect when a man loaded me and my sisters on his jet and brought us to the United States. Iād thought weād suffer at the hands of these men, much the same as what weād left behind. Some of us have physical wounds, but those will heal over time. It's the emotional scars I worry weāll never recover from. Iām going somewhere different from my sisters, alone in a new country with strange men. The man called Saint has been ordered to take me, and I admit Iām terrified. Though heās as beautiful as an angel, thereās a hardness in his eyes that scares me -- until I see him with his daughter. How can a man so gentle and kind with a child be bad? If only heād turn some of that kindness my way⦠But I know heās right to keep his distance. Iām no good for either of them. It doesnāt stop me from craving his touch, from needing his kisses like I need air. I canāt regret our one night together, no matter the consequences.
Saint -- Iāve always followed orders without question, but this time Iām not so eager to help the club. Keeping Sofia under my roof, down the hall from my daughter, is the last thing I want. If the monsters from her past hurt Sofia or my sweet Delia, there will be hell to pay. No matter how much I need to harden my heart against the sexiest woman Iāve ever met, I canāt. I want her, more than Iāve ever wanted anyone. Iām far from celibate, but Sofia is more than a quick f**k. Sheās the kind of woman you keep. I allow myself one night, one taste, one chance to hear her scream my name. After, I put the walls back up and lock her out of my heart. It was a mistake, the biggest Iāve ever made. I need her, want her, canāt live without her. But I did such a good job pushing her away, how will I ever win her back?