From the moment we met, I knew I had to keep her safe. Enzo When I first laid eyes on her, her midnight black hair was wet, tangled, and dirty. She looked haunted with her steel blue eyes looking into mine, aching with memories of pain and torture. The only thing I knew in that moment was how I never wanted her to experience anything like it again. Every fiber of my being wants to fight for her and protect her from experiencing more agony. There's just one problem, I'm not some knight in shining armor and I'm not some Prince Charming. With my life and line of work I do, I'm more like the Devil in Disguise.