Scarred (Demons of Hell MC)

I had it all, or at least I did according to everyone else. I had the club, I had the most powerful husband, the Prez of the Demons of Hell MC. I had a family. He’d told me time and time again the club was my “family”. My “family” let a lot of things happen to me that shouldn’t of. My “family” did a great job of turning a blind eye. My “family” was great at letting me be the punching bag for their mistakes. For all of his pent up anger and frustrations. My “family” was the reason I almost died. When Rage came into my life I saw nothing else. His name was a warning and I didn’t listen.