N I K K I

Running away and becoming a different person would have been much easier if the demons of the past had not tried to appear over and over again on my doorstep. It turns out that I had become a target, leaving the ferocious leader of the Russian gang at the altar after I helped organize his murder and he became angry. I tried to blend in with the crowd, but hiding in the shadows under a false name is not such a reliable way. I tried to keep my distance from a biker who got it into his head that he had to protect me. He is as commitment-averse as I am, but he became the only person who saw me, even through the fog and mirrors that I created between us.

D E K S

She's shrouded in mystery, and I want more than anything to peel back every layer of her and find out what's inside. The looks she gives me are as captivating as ever. I've always lived by the principle: No commitments. No friends - hell, I've never had female friends. And yet here I am, wanting to protect her, to be a weapon against her enemies. Because during the time we spent together, I realized that the pain in my chest subsides only when Nikki is nearby. Therefore, now she is mine.