ON THE PROWL...
that was Johnny Wells, a child of the gutters, a product of the slum tenements. A good-looking boy who was part man, part animal and 100% good in a girl’s arms. And that was Johnny’s kick. His other buddies, the hungry ones...
Pretty things aren't meant to be broken.
But I broke her, and now we both have to pay the price.
I'm her nightmare.
I'm her savior.
And now that I have her signature on an ironclad contract, I own her body and soul.
She doesn't remember me.
She...