*This contains mature content, explicit language, and sensitive subjects dealing with abuse.*
*Mature audiences is advised.*
I have a temper. I'm angry. That's a given.
How I take it out? At my job in the boxing room of our gym.
I've spent over a year trying to harness it, but I wasn't by myself.
Almost every night, like clockwork, he's there on one side and I'm at the other.
He is big, rugged, but handsome.
He's also scary. Silent. Deadly.
When I hear the name Bullet, you would think I would have gone running in the other direction.
I didn't. I should.
He has a past.
He has secrets. Danger. Pain. Sorrow.
Little did I know that it would just bring us closer together.
*This contains mature content, explicit language, and sensitive subjects dealing with abuse.*
*Mature audiences is advised.*
I have a temper. I'm angry. That's a given.
How I take it out? At my job in...
