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Prologue

Cain

Five years ago

Hades’ soulless black eyes stared down at me My hands were tucked into the pockets ofof Satan on the Hang face set me The brother’s name was Smiler He was older than me, but not by much I had met him at an ex-forces biker bar just outside of Austin

My uncle’s plan had worked like a char as ame to the precious

But it was all lies I had never been a marine I didn’t even knohat one was until last year It was just the perfect cover, a perfect way in

As I waited for Smiler, I cast a look around the yard My eyes flared at what I saw Wo around the co their sinful bodies against the men All were intoxicated with alcohol and I didn’t knohat else The e Most tossed back their drink of choice while groping the women in intimate, forbidden places

My sto a tiny red garround to face his crotch My face burned, flae, as he undid his zipper and pulled out his hardness for everyone to see Gripping the back of her hair, he forced her lips open and made her take him in her mouth

The woman didn’t resistin fact, she moaned, as her friend dropped to the floor to join her I was frozen on the spot as I watched the depraved, sickening act My hands shook at the immoral lives these men and women lived

This was a cesspool of sin A place worthy of the devil they wore proudly on their patches

“You like what you see?” My head snapped back toward the clubhouse door S at me with amusement in his eyes

I forcedfor “It’s different, that’s for sure”

“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” Sh the door

I entered what looked like a bar I could barely take everything in Loud rock es—clearly men—were littered around the roo salacious acts like the one I’d seen outside So pool