Destroying Gage by Roxanne Greening

Life was like a box of chocolates full of surprises, bitterness, and the occasional kick in your unmentionables.

Ronnie
Life had a funny way of kicking me when I was down. I spent my life being groomed to be the wife of a killer running was all I ever wanted. Freedom for two years was bliss and helping a woman who needed saving was like saving a piece of soul that was stolen. I should have known he wouldn’t let me go and the woman I saved yeah I dragged her down into the bloody dark pit with me. She thought she was to blame that her sister brought this down on us unfortunately only part of it was true Her sister sold me down the river and Maria was the unfortunate victim trapped in the war for my life my freedom my sanity. Gage was never supposed to be apart of the equation and the stubborn man refused to keep his nose out of my Buissness.

Gage
Life was too short. I liked it filled with spice, bloody knuckles and the occasional cry of pain and despair. The knuckles and spice was for me the cries and despair well let’s hope you never meet me and find out how loud and wonderful those two things can be. Ronnie was like a blowtorch lighting my world on fire. Everything about her called to me I craved her like a drug. One hit would never be enough. She gave me two of my favorite things and brought me the last two as a gift. They wanted her but I wanted her more. When barging wasn’t getting them what they wanted they tried to take her by force. Laughable really. They will learn Ronnie was mine and the only way to get her was to pry her from my cold dead hands.

The Albanians were coming for her and Gage wasn’t giving her up who will win the bloody war for her soul?