ログイン• Violet •Together with Haru, I’m standing in front of the compound. RT texted that he was almost here, and we rushed outside, eager to see our so-called lost brother.I hear a car engine in the distance and smile when I see the huge black Jeep driving toward us. Haru is jumping up and down like a little girl, thrilled to finally see someone we both considered family after so long.A huge, muscled man steps out of the Jeep, making me look twice before I recognize him.“What the fuck?! RT?” Haru screams before sprinting his way and launching into his arms.He looks like a freaking Viking with that still-dirty blond hair and piercing blue eyes. The beard is a new addition, but he’d fit right in with the bikers inside, who are waiting but giving us the space to welcome him.“Not saying hi anymore, Lev? You too good for me now?” RT chuckles as he sets Haru down and heads toward me.I chuckle and run into his arms. I might be a year older, but he’s always felt like a big brother to me.“W
• Violet •This lockdown situation is getting on my nerves and it’s only been one week.I slowly sip my beer while watching the bikers partying their asses off, yet again. Haru and Tessa are sitting beside me, wearing the same bored expressions I probably have.Over the week, Tessa has become a good friend to us. We hang out most of the time. Like us, she’s a weird soul who’s had her fair share of shit in life. We haven’t shared much, but it’s easy to see when someone’s struggling.“I’ll seriously kill myself if I have to stay indoors a second longer,” Haru mumbles.“Depressive much?” Tessa chuckles, but nods anyway.“I know the feeling. I’ve been through lockdowns too many times to count. You get used to it, I guess,” she adds.I groan and watch Rios spank a woman as she walks by. Classy.I spot Killer sitting next to my brother, both of them talking with serious expressions. Tension is running high. I don’t really know what’s going on, Killer won’t tell me, but I have a feeling noth
• Violet •Well, that was more emotionally draining than I thought it would be.I’m back at the compound and just snuck into my room. Haru isn’t here, and for once, I’m grateful. My mind is a complete mess, and the last thing I need is someone to talk to. I desperately need some me-time.My thoughts are running wild, questioning everything. Should I just go with the flow and see where things with Killer could go? He was right when he said we were both a mess. Two broken souls... I doubt either of us will ever be fully repaired. But maybe, together, we could make it work. We both know the same kind of abuse.But is it really a good idea to put two broken people together? Maybe instead of healing, we’ll just break each other further.I let out a sigh and start undressing. I need sleep.... to process everything that just happened. Everything I just learned.Like always, I toss my clothes around the room and let my naked body fall onto the bed. I curl up and close my eyes, my arms folding
• Killer •I expected her to be repulsed. Maybe laugh in my face, tell me I was a little bitch for not being able to defend myself. Or ask what was so bad about having sex at such a young age. I’ve seen how people react to rape victims.I clench my teeth at the word victim. I fucking refuse to be a victim in any sense of the word.Violet makes me look her in the eyes by pulling my hair and asks if I truly could’ve defended myself when I was older. I stay silent, remembering the hatred, and the fear, I used to feel whenever that bitch came into my room. No matter how much I trained, no matter how strong I got, my body always froze when she made her usual visits.I fucking hated myself for that. Hated the control she had over me. But Violet… she looks at me like she understands. And that look sends a nauseating twist to my gut.“Your turn, babe,” I force out, my throat tight. I want to know and don’t want to know. After seeing the understanding in her eyes, I already know what’s coming.
• Violet •Shit , I said fine before I even realized what I was doing. Killer almost looks relieved, but I can also see a little bit of fear in his eyes. I want to laugh, there is no way this man could be scared, right?Slowly, I push him away so I can sit up straight. “I don’t want to talk about it here.” I tell him. I don’t want people eavesdropping and I have a feeling Killer would feel the same. Killer grunts in some sort of response and pushes himself up from the bed. I make my way to get up when his hand appears in my sight.I look at it for a while, unsure what to do with the gesture before I take it, hating myself for feeling this insecure about the situation. This is not like me at all. I’m supposed to be detached, cold.I honestly want to run away but I know this son of a bitch would never let me. He would follow me, probably stalk me like the creep he is and would keep pushing me until I would finally relent. I was saving us both the energy, just getting this over with. Whe
• Killer •After a tiring church session, Devil wraps up with a short summary of the upcoming plans. While the brothers get up, I stay seated, wanting to share my suspicions with him.“What the hell are you doing?! Did you completely forget about your ribs and thigh, Violet? I told you to rest, not hang onto a pole, goddamn it!” I hear Wilhelm half-shout from the bar.Forgetting my intention to talk to Devil, I get up and walk out of the room and into the bar. Some of the brothers cover their mouths with their hands to stifle laughter as Wilhelm starts lecturing Violet about her health.Her slightly sweaty skin glistens under the bar’s light, her heavy breaths and messy dreads giving her the ultimate sex appeal. The only thing missing would be a seductive smile instead of the deep frown she’s currently shooting Wilhelm’s way.“Calm down. It doesn’t even hurt that much,” she tries to explain, finally able to speak when Wilhelm pauses to breathe.“Because your pain tolerance is off the







