My name is Rolland and I grew up in an orphanage in the middle of town. I've lived here as long as I can remember. I always tried to ask why me or any of the other kids were here but the woman who ran the orphanage just answered by holding up a sign saying 'I'm busy. Go play, Rolland.' After my eighth birthday I stopped asking. Besides, I think I already knew why my parents hadn't wanted me... I was completely deaf. (This will NOT be a super perverted book, even being bxbxb. So if you are looking for that, go elsewhere, k! I'm here for the story and a bit of horror and romance mixed in!)

"you know, this actually quite fun. it's like we're on a road trip." "yeah, a road trip with an $8.4m worth guy who i kidnapped and held at gun point, and with whom im currently trying to run away with from the damn police and fbi." he mutters sarcastically, "mhm, exactly my type of fun." ©SHARMILA / nectaerine february 2017 - march 2018