Elena Cochran begged her father to take a safer job after nearly being shot to death. They end up in a small town of Georgia on a secret she doesn't know about. For her protection, her father hired the president of a motorcycle club unbeknownst to her to be her 'bodyguard.' Elena only knows of him being her annoying, hot, tempered neighbor, but everything about him intrigues her. With all he has gone through and has seen, Michael (Red) Gilbert believes he has no heart - just a pesky organ in his chest. He's sure that he's damned to Hell and there is no hope for him. Michael is supposed to protect Elena from a man who is closer to him than he realizes. Consequently, the only other person she needs protection from at the crossroads, is him.
"Hand it over to Mr.Collins and ask him to keep it safe" she whispered, barely managing to breath in the surrounding before slamming the doors. Those were the last words of Mrs. Savannah Perez, the wife of Mr. Lorenzo Perez the richest man on earth. In the Dark Night the igniting house was the only source of light. That day I learned something; Light is not always our destination, sometimes we need to hide in the Dark just for the sake of living. The Beautiful Perez Mansion once filled with giggles and baby laugh was burning with screams. Still sound of Gun-shots somehow manage to rule over all other voices. As cold as Ice, the object was complete opposite of current situation. In all this blazing hot environment there was a Hope of new start. The thing Mrs.Perez gave me! Securely surrounded in between my folded arms. Unfolding my arms, my eyes fall on the object and it's beauty captivated my mind. On A Cold Silver Plate Engraved in Italic was . . . 14.3024225