Tray (Hell's Harlem, #2)

Despair. Hunger. Pain. Need.
It started the moment she bumped into me.
Ecstasy. Danger. Seduction. Terror.
She was off-limits, but it didn’t stop me from wanting her.
My life was empty. My thoughts were dark. My heart was stone.
Feeling unwanted for most of my life, I didn’t know where I belonged or what my purpose was. He was all I had until she came along and brought out emotions I never knew were possible. She was innocent. Pure. Untouched. She was the daughter of a rival club member, but that didn’t stop us. It only heightened the desire, the passion we felt. We were happy…until someone she trusted made a move that no one saw coming…