Motorcycle Justice (Devil's Poison II)

Motorcycle Justice (Devil's Poison II)

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There comes a time where a child can only take so much abuse. A eight year old little boy shouldn't have the struggle of whether or not he should take his life today or tomorrow. He shoudn't worry what next punishment his parents plan to do to him when he wakes up in the morning. Nobody usually believes in fairtytales or that there are true hero's out there. That no one is capable of helping the helpless. But people don't know that there is more to someone than what meets the eye. My savior was Calum Bar. He came into my life and swept me from the fucking mess I lived in, to a whole new family. A dis functional happy family that had each others backs. He saved me. He gave me Justice.
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The second I saw her my skin heated and heart skipped a beat. I knew I had to know who she was. I knew I just needed to be near her. After my horrible marriage I knew getting involved with anyone was the worst thing I could possibly do. The problem was the girl of my dreams was standing right in-front of me partially guarded. She knew my family and knew about my past which should scare me away, but it doesn't it only draws me closer to her. My brother is getting married, I'm the best man, she's the maid of honor. If I screw this up even a little bit everyone is going to have my ass. The second I saw him my mouth went dry. His sculpted arms in that t-shirt covered in ink, my body was telling me to run the other way, to not get involved with this gorgeous dangerous man with a military past. Those gorgeous blue eyes however pulled me in and saw right through every part of me. He's my best friends soon to be brother-in-law, and I have legal custody of a child that isn't mine. Nobody wants to be with a single mom these days, what makes him any different?

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