The Billion Dollar Baby

It should have been easy.
It was all about Revenge.
I had one woman to find.
Marry her and put my baby in her belly.

Clinical. Cold. Ruthless.
That’s me. My father’s son.
Then I met her. Sydney Lawrence.
All American Girl. Goddess. Broken Angel.

“It is more important that innocence is protected than it is that guilt be punished.”
Guess what? I didn’t listen. I spun my web and trapped her inside.
Then I took her to Hell.
When you play with fire – someone always gets burned.