Once you are rooted in sin, there is no turning back.
She wasn’t supposed to be in the crossfire.
My enemies should not also be hers.
My past is dark, and my demons are dangerous.
I should let her be free, safe from the shadows that still haunt me.
But I can’t let her go.
My obsession is too strong.
She’s mine even though she’s a possession I shouldn’t keep.
But I of all people should know, that the mafia doesn’t let anyone go.
Chicago Sin, #2