Made in London

He was forbidden, I was vulnerable.
He pursued me, I resisted.


When I came to London, It wasn’t to find him.
A man who shrugged on a life of crime like a well-worn jacket.
A man who made my principles desert me in a heartbeat.
Somebody who invoked fear, desperation and longing with just one flash

of his deadly eyes.
A protector, a destroyer and a man with no mercy.
The one man I want and can’t have.

My Stepbrother.

Max

They say you always want what you can’t have.

That’s never applied to me…. until now.

One taste it all I want but it will never be enough.

Warned off and threatened with my life.

You know what?

I don’t follow rules, I break them.

And I’m going to break them over and over again when I claim her soul

to burn in Hell alongside mine.

This is forbidden, dangerous and catastrophic love and I’m about to start a war.