Tristan's, POV
All my life I had always been the underdog, always being stepped on by the elites, who chee and spit on our dreams and hopes like it was nothing,
I fell In love once, Bianca, that was her name, she was the most beautiful girl and town, but the only thing to blame was that he was born poor like me, sorting after money by stripping, at clubs for the perverted men who wanted nothing but her body on the bed,
I still remember I saw her, I walked in the first day as the bodyguard, I mistakenly walked into the female changing room seeing her there, and we hit it off
She was different off stage, quiet and timid, while onstage was a force as a tiger catching men off their toes, but she caught the wrong one, the eyes of the Falcon gang leader Gian Carlo, I remember when he came
