I am not a good man.My nine to five is spent with a blade in my hand. I hunt, intimidate, collect debts for my uncle’s Brotherhood, the Hooligans. I believe in consequences, an effect for the cause. Fate is folklore and love? An illusion.Until I met her. Little Red.Some call me Reaper, the Angel of Death. She calls me her wolf.I told her to stay away from me, knowing she doesn’t belong in my world. But I didn’t know who her father was, or what he had in store for her... moreI am not a good man.My nine to five is spent with a blade in my hand. I hunt, intimidate, collect debts for my uncle’s Brotherhood, the Hooligans. I believe in consequences, an effect for the cause. Fate is folklore and love? An illusion.Until I met her. Little Red.Some call me Reaper, the Angel of Death. She calls me her wolf.I told her to stay away from me, knowing she doesn’t belong in my world. But I didn’t know who her father was, or what he had in store for her.Now, protecting her is my new obsession. Because if she doesn’t belong with me, then I don’t belong anywhere.Good thing she didn’t listen. less