Our Contract

I've really messed up my life. I spent most of my teen years doing drugs and being whored out by my mother. So, by the time I made it into adulthood, I was well and truly screwed.

I pushed everyone out of my life. My twin sister, who is now married to the president of the Arizona motorcycle club, the Twisted Saints. My ex-husband, Caladrius, is part of said club. Hell, I'm the reason the two of them met in the first place. Not for any good reasons, no. I was a coward. A coward on drugs. I let my sister clean up the mess I made, left my husband behind, and ended up pregnant with another man's baby.

There is a lot going on in our lives. Some I don't even really want to get into, but I want to move forward. Make amends for my past. So what do I do? Sell myself to the New Mexico mafia.

My new husband is ruthless, and his stoic personality makes him so damn efficient as a Don. I only hope he's ok with the bastard growing in my belly. Accepts me for my past, and understands I'm still fighting a battle with sobriety.

I don't know what's in store for my son or me, but I know the only possible chance I have at forgiveness and a bright future is with him: Alessandro Guerra, the Don of the New Mexico mafia.