I hate him more than I have anyone in my life, and that's saying something.
He's ruthless, calculating and malicious.
Everything I like in a guy.
He's the monster under the bed.
He's the evil that you warn children about.
He's what I should avoid.
When the Fed's came calling, demanding, in unfriendly terms that the Hades Army MC help in a situation, we learned that he's the key to our survival. That their grand scheme plants me directly in his path, in his life, and in his care. A place I'd rather not be.
Why? Because the alure of his power is seductive, his very being is dangerous to my life, and I'm attracted to the little things he does. It's those little moments when he thinks no one is looking that I see the man he could be.
Discovering that there are more layers to him, and that in a twisted way he's a prisoner to this game too, I'm having a hard time continuing to hate him. I find myself falling for the man I know lies beneath the dirty surface.
I wish there were another way. There isn't. It means getting closer than I should, and closer than my heart can handle.
Without his help, it will probably lead to jail time for me, and the end of the L.A. MC clubs.
With his help, it could very well mean my death.
I have to make the hard choice.
My loyalty will be tested.
The club or him?
My heart or them?