Prologue.

Motorcycles and family.

That is all I know. It's what I grew up on and who I am. I never thought that would be something I tried to avoid. I never knew one place could hold so many memories.

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Black hair and golden eyes.

That was the first thing I saw the day she came home from college. I always loved the feeling of being free, but when I was with her, that feeling was dull in comparison to her beauty. I knew I shouldn't want her. To claim her as mine. There was only one option for me.