Scar
I'm not sure what the hell I was doing or why I was pissed off in the first place. Constance was my woman but only in the s****l sense. We weren't or would ever be lifelong partners. So, I couldn't explain this urge inside of me to defend her.
There were a lot of things that Constance didn't know about me, and I did that on purpose. I didn't want her to think there would ever be more between us. The s*x was all it was and will ever be, and she needs to know that. I'm not a man that settles down. That luxury would never be gifted to me, but she could have an extraordinary life with a good guy, not one that has an illegal business. One of the many things I have kept from her was that I had Lance look into her family history when we started sleeping together. I knew where her family ho
