Tool

Being the VP of the Ruthless Kings has made me jaded and scarred, a savage bloodthirsty beast. Grit, pain, blood, the three constants in my life. Love? I wouldn't burden anyone with loving me. I'm a hard man to love. Until she walks through the garage doors, looking perfect in her little blue dress and high heels. She's neat and clean and too damn good for me, but I'm determined to get her filthy. Then Reaper reminds me of the debt I owe him, and the fine is costly-stay away from the woman ...