Killer (The Satan Sniper's Motorcycle Club book 5)

Chapter 9 (Sienna)

Sienna

10 years later

To my Darlin’ Sin

Love was something I thought was never meant for a man like me. But since that day you stole my bagel and sat on my table, I knew that I was wrong.

You walked into my life like a guardian angel with devil wings, and each time you left a piece of my soul left with you. My love, I know, was not an easy ride; it was dark and suffocating, but I always told you, genuine love is never smooth on the crevice, it’s jagged, filled with a kaleidoscope of colors. I was a bit too jagged, and parts of me spilt onto you.

I have watched you these past 6 years, walk into my life only to leave a bit tainted each time. But like all soul mates, you found your way home to me.

And maybe it was my selfishness that caused all of this. My desire to be loved by you, turned into a cruel obsession and I hurt you. I’ve never wanted to have to do this, but I am afraid that a coward is always that, a coward.

I have left you, and I know upon my leave, you would hate me, but I rather you hate me so much that you jump in your car and leave, with no intention of ever coming back. I have never been a man of many words, but Sienna, I love you with all I am, and even in death I will love you with the piece of what’s left. Take care of him and love him for both of us.

Yours always and forever

Gabriel

long to love could become the one you took one look at and hated. All that love, dying

pictured my death in

the unlikeliest way I would die. I was so scared of heights

me on a plane anywhere would not happen without some serious Sienna tantrum. So he braced himself for

So dying by falling off a cliff, building or anything with height was not happening. And I loved myself way too much

the safe parts of the beach and mostly just let the water wash over

most of my life in a small stuck-up town called Liston Hills designed solely for the

and my ass showed just how much of it I ate. Running until my limbs fell apart? It was a possibility. I ran a lot, that however did not show anywhere on my body. Maybe getting killed was the best option. That happened a lot to me, considering I was never the one they wanted. And last,

years of my existence, I have imagined every likely way I could die. Old age, not one of them because I knew

before I even finished school because I was naïve and dumb enough to

book. Not only was he incapable of love, but he had one obsession and that obsession was one of the very few people in the world I loved and really liked. She was the person

about me. It needs to be clear I am the bitch. The infamous trouble maker, the girl so bad that she gets chased out of her town in the middle of the night with a backpack, a couple

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