Hating Gunner

He stole me away, taking me from my family, my world. Cassie AKA Cass He thought he could take me? Take me from my home, my father, my brothers the Grimm Brothers MC? That I would just fall head over heels in love with him and jump into his bed? Gunner had an askew point of view, one that I needed to rectify one word, action, deed at a time. He destroyed my world robbing me of my life, and I was what? One of many? No, not happening. I most definitely will not fall in love with him no matter how much time I have to spend with him. He thought thirty days was enough time to erase all the hurt and patch up all the holes he left behind? But remember a promise is a promise. Thirty days of close quarters, no separation allowed, and I was free to go with enough money to start over, free of him, and this place. GunnerThe moment my eyes landed on her, on Cassie, I couldn't walk away I needed to know her, I needed to touch her. I was here to condemn her family, her father, the men she considered brothers. I have a hand in their destruction. I couldn't let her go, not even to save myself. I knew I had her the moment she climbed onto the back of my bike. She was mine. I wanted everything, and that required her love. She wanted me dead, hated my guts, she wanted to be gone, as far from me as possible. So I proposed a deal. Thirty days at my side, and she was free, what she didn't know was, I was never letting her go. Will her hate blind her? Will he win her heart? Or will she win her freedom?