*Jason's POV*

When we got home, I looked at everything that she had gotten done at the shop. Despite anything that seemed ugly, it looked gorgeous on her. Her body was becoming a work of art. I loved the way that her tattoos, and every modification that she had, flowed together, and made her skin become a canvas for her emotional pain, that she turned into beauty. But there was something about her that I had yet to discover that I needed to know. What were her and her brother into?

"Casper."

"Yes my love."

"Can I ask you a question."

I asked while I pulled her close. I could feel her chest rising and falling, and I could feel the beating of her heart through her chest.

"Of course baby."

"What is your past with your brother? You both seem really dangerous. I feel like you're hiding something from me."

She took a deep breath before she spoke again.

"When I was younger, I found out that my brother had been forced into a gang. After the leader got shot and killed, he became the new leader of the gang. He stayed in the gang for a long time, and they became the most dangerous gang in America. As I started to get older, I met Alex, who was in the gang with my brother. Me and Alex started to develop feelings for each other, because I seen him everyday. The gang was my protection from the bad things of the world. If anyone messed with me, the guys in the gang would 'take care' of them. I always had a member with me so that my brother knew I was safe. I started dating Alex last year and we got engaged, and we were going to get married, so my brother took him under his wing. My brother doesn't know that Alex cheated, because he told me if I told my brother that he would kill me. So I kept it quiet to keep my protection, so I would be safe. That's my past with my brother."

I was silent. I didn't know what to say. I now understood her violent side and her reasons for acting the way that she did earlier. I fell even more in love with her with every little dark piece of her past that she unfolded. I kissed her head softly.

She leaned up and kissed me softly. I placed one hand on her face, and placed my other on her hip. I turned her fully around to face me and I rolled her on top of me. I wrapped my arms around her and licked her bottom lip for entrance. She let me enter and I explored her sweet mouth. Her lips were soft and warm and moved rhythmically with mine. This kiss continued for a long time. We decided something, that was crossing the comfort zone for both of us, but we were so in love we didn't care. 

That warm spring night, we lost our virginity to each other, and our bonds were strengthened. Now I never wanted to leave her side.