[Ruthless Kings MC: Las Vegas 08] • Tongue

I’m too dark for her light.

I am who I am, and I won’t apologize for it.

I don’t know how to be...

Normal.

I have my reasons.

I've been through hell.

I've touched the flames themselves and I've danced with the devil.

Intimately.

Damnation torched my soul until it was black.

Then I see her.

I'm enthralled, but I can't speak to her.

She's too pure.

Too fragile.

Too innocent.

She doesn't need to see my torched soul.

She doesn't need to taste my damnation.

I watch what I can't have.

I swear I'll protect her.

Even if she doesn't know I'm there.

I get more...

Enthralled.

She loves books.

I wonder if I could love them too.

She loves wine.

I imagine us sharing a glass.

Imagination. What a tease.

Enthralled. Entranced.

Obsessed.

She feels me there.

Sees me out of the corner of her eye.

I'm the reason the hair on the back of her neck is standing up.

But I stay in the shadows where I belong.

Until I can't.

Until the day I see her cry.

Those tears feel like open wounds.

I want to heal them.

But all she does is run.

So I follow.

Enthralled.

Entranced.

Obsessed.

RUTHLESS.

I won't stop until she no longer has a reason to cry.

Even if it means I have to ride through the fires of hell one more time.