4 Retards 1 Genius
'He was a monster. But then...So was I.'
While he craved blood, I craved screams. It scared me how well we fitted into each other's scattered pieces almost as if we were meant to be.
His eyes, deep green now highlighted with dark kohl stared down my lavender orbs.
The tip of my knife touched the pale skin of his throat while his fingers threatened to pull the trigger of the gun facing my head.
"It's always gonna be that way, huh?" Jason's smooth voice ran in echoes to my ears, like a pleasant melody.
"It's always gonna be My gun, your head. Your knife, my neck." He preached
while I blankly stared at him.
So, let's get it straight people, I had come to Manhattan to avoid my past and to find someone. Jennifer Brown. The only person I had to live for.
I, at no cost, asked for this to happen! Oh for heaven's sake, I wanted to be left all alone but Hell no! Fate decided to shower me with more consideration.
But seeing as some excuse of a Mob boss thought it was his obligation to tag me as his woman, I could hardly see how my mission of leading a quiet life would succeed.
And did I forget to mention? He has three friends out of which, one wants to murder me and the other two have a slight opposition against my existence.
What. A. Joy.
So to my dearest reader, I warn you, it does not end up prettily.
Love you guys and thanks for waiting on me for this book, hope you like it.
So until the yet,