Angol
Niran
Saffie's past was darker than I'd ever expected, and now I'm embroiled in the thick of it. I'm fully prepared to forfeit my life if it means I save hers, but I have no idea how I'm going to achieve that objective. I do all that I can, lying to convince them I'm one of their kind despite having the wrong skin colour.
Trouble is, it's Saffie who believes my lies, and I convince her I'm on their side.
In front of me, they hurt her, I'm powerless to stop them. And now it's me that's going to die. I vow, if I have to, I'll return from the dead with the Devil by my side if that's what it takes to avenge her.
Saffie
Caught back in the trap I thought I'd escaped from, I don't see how there's any hope for me now, especially when the one man I trusted turns out to be a liar.
Now he's betrayed me, I hate Niran with everything that I am.
I should have realised members of MCs share a bond, pacts make between clubs trumping all other loyalties.
I need someone to be on my side, or else I'm going to die.
Bikers are scum. No one should never trust them.
Note: This is the second part of the story. It's dark and not for the faint-hearted or someone easily triggered.
