Prologue

Apollo never had anything he cared for. All he thought about in his life, was how to end it.

Until her.

There was nothing that compared to the light that radiated off of her as she bounced into his life.

He would do anything to keep it with him.

But in the dangerous world that they lived in, she would become his weakness and that wasn't something he could risk, or was it?

He never claimed he was a good man.

...

"You give me tingles," she giggled to the boy, "I do?" he mused, "Yeah," she confirmed, "Well you give me whole fucking fire works," and then his lips met hers.