I thought my world was just full of humans. Normal, human beings. Until I met Damian Monroe, the sexy masterpiece who scared the shit out of me. I started out as a bartender and now my life is a fucked up mess, well it was a mess already but who cares? I have developed this type of 'screw you' attitude anyway. 

  He cared for me and for the first time since I was 16 I loved his caring. I knew that I was in love with him, I couldn't help it. He made me a curious soul and I realized that if he was a psycho I was just as much as one as him. I was addicted to him, addicted to his touch, his smell, his hypnotising eyes, just everything.

  For the first time in a while I felt accepted. But, their was a problem, should I accept Damian? The one question that's going to cause problems for the both of us. Hopefully I can make up my mind soon because he's pulling me in deeper and deeper into his world and I just might be more apart of it than I thought.