Her Way

"Your love for her is dangerous and unnatural."
I grin. "I'm dangerous and unnatural." Bronson:
Olive skin. Amber eyes. She has been mine since we were fourteen.
She was my beautiful distraction from the chaos I was born into.
From the disturbances in my own mind.
From my legacy.
So when everything we created together is ripped away, I burn the idea of a peaceful life. Widening my arms to my inevitable fate, I accept my duties.
Without her, I embrace a single purpose.
To protect my brothers.
To protect my family. Shoshanna:
Green-blue eyes. A dimpled grin. The world was a mere playground to my nutcase, Bronson Butcher.
But I destroyed him.
So he walked away from me, dragging behind him one half of my severed heart.
Eleven years later, the crazy son of a bitch appears, bleeding out on my hospital table.
A bullet wound. Of course.
We have both changed so much.
Bronson now lives by a deranged and bloody moral code. And he takes whatever he wants. . .
Whomever he wants.-