Chapter 71

I frowned and bend my head low. Am I really this bad? Is it wrong for me to wish for some romance in my life? Whole of my life, I've witnessed nothing but crime and blood. When I was a little girl, I used to picture that one day my prince will come on his white horse and took me away but as I grew up, I realized that maybe, Prince charming was nothing but the very first lie we learn in our childhood. My dream broke but I didn't care about that because my life was no normal. I was always surrounded by three of the criminals who were no less than a brother for me, though Blake was my real brother. I accepted that falling in love was never my thing and frankly I had spent many nights on men. Men- who were both nice and pathetic but it was always about sex. I never felt any spark in them. I realized that men were just for sex without any strings attached to them.

But then one day, I saw Chris. I don't know why but I felt a strange attraction to him. He was so calm, full of pain and som