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Ongoing, First published Dec 30, 2022
Mature
Allison- I am 20 years old doing everything in my power to survive in this world. My father was the president of the Cobra Motorcycle Club. Until I was 6 years old, and he died in a club war. My mother ran with me, tearing me away from the only life I ever knew. Took me away from the MC world and into the Mafia one instead. We went to live with her father and older half-brother. Two men that are at the lowest on the pole of power in the Mafia world. Drake Stefano, the youngest grandson to the head of the family Hector became obsessed with me when we were children. I'm doing what I can to escape him and this life. Trying to protect my 7-year-old sister Lilith in the process.

Viper- I'm the president of the Cobras now. Worked my whole life to get here. When I was a young boy, I made a promise to our president to protect his young daughter Allison. Took me some time, but I finally found where she is. Her stupid mother got her into the Mafia world of all places. Now it's up to me to save her. I haven't seen her since she was a little girl and I was at the tender age of 12, but the woman she has become has my tongue hanging out. She's always been my Alley Cat, and I will keep my promise I made so long ago to her father. I will protect both her and her sister Lilith with my life. They are mine now, I will make her my old lady and keep her forever!
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