He ran almost half the city, and no one dared mess with him. Dangerous, dark, murderer. Sexy as hell. It was foolish to even consider him, to throw away the chance I had at a better life for what would be one night, one incredible night. I had a plan, and I needed to stick to it to get the hell out of here and away from the darkness that haunted my past. Although I feared the darkness had settled deep inside me, and I would never truly escape it now. Whenever I looked, he was always there—watching me. I was already his. I just hadn’t admitted it yet. When I fell, that was it. Letting the anger consume me, I could only hope it would suffocate and eventually kill the pain that lived underneath my skin. I did whatever I wanted without boundaries or second-guessing. When I saw someone I wanted, I took them. And Cara, I wanted her. She looks at me as though she’s hoping to find some kindness behind my dark eyes. She won’t. There’s nothing good left in me. I was an angel, and now I’m one of the fallen. This isn’t a love story. I don’t have it in me to love. Not anymore.