'Fucking hell, what a fucking beauty.' A buff man said, approaching me. 'I'll make you mine babe, and you'll scream my name so loud that even the guards will know that you belong to me,' He whispered in my ear whilst he grabbed my arm. As a 17 year old, young and fit boy, it's no surprise everyone in Callpuck Prison wants a piece of Aaron. It's hard enough for Aaron to deal with the attention, but finding a secure gang in prison to protect him is a whole other thing. What is Aaron meant to do when everybody wants him, but not everybody wants to share him?