Love At First Sight

Tristan's POV.

I saw her, I liked her and I knew that I had to have her. It was a hot summer day at the hotel in Georgia where I was visiting my brother as he had moved into the country. I don't even understand why he chose this place because we were city boys, always have been.

We were never raised in poverty, not because our parents worked hard to make money but because my father was the biggest drug lord in Detroit. We never wanted or needed anything that we never got.

But that doesn't mean that we loved the lifestyle our father lived, well at two of us didn't, my older brother was exactly like my father except that he was the most reckless of us three.

My mother left us a long time ago, being the last born I never knew my mother like my brothers do. I was five years old when she left us so I don't even have any memories of her anymore. To my father, I was his favourite.

Even though that might seem like