The Butcher

I had her once. Or at least I thought I did. But that was a long time ago. Before prison. Before I became the Butcher. Seeing her now shouldn't make me feel anything. It's been too long. She forgot about me as soon as I was sent away. But all those truths can't break the connection that links me to my Angel. No matter how hard I try, I'm still drawn to her, damned to want her even though she's promised to another man. Being assigned to serve as her bodyguard is a torture so ingenious that I have to respect it. If I don't deliver her to the altar, my life is forfeit to the Genoa family. But if I do, losing her again may kill me surer than a hitman's bullet.