Chapter One-Luc

Being a fool for a woman was my father’s downfall. When I was barely ten, he left my mother for a waitress at his favorite dive bar.

He just left one day. Packed a suitcase and walked out the door, leaving me alone with no male role model and my sister to die in an alley from her drug addiction seven years later.

I tracked him down right after she OD’d. Fucker was slumped over the barstool, a shadow of himself.

The waitress took him for a ride. Emptied his bank account. Left him broken and pathetic.

I remember how I felt looking at the small man he became. Shriveled up and used.

He cried and asked me for money. I shoved his filthy hands off me and spat at his feet.

Anger.

So much fucking anger.

But I made a vow right then. I would never be a fool for a woman.

But here I stand. In my office, like the viper I am creeping around the shadows, lying in wait.

My dick is so fucking hard as I watch the security monitor. Of course, that’s because I’m looking at the front bar.