The Tatted Psycho

The Tatted Psycho
Abandoned and alone, Emily Hearst knew only a life of neglect and abuse. Her only comfort, a faded photograph of a father she'd never met, became her desperate plea to the universe. Then, a massive, tattooed man steps out of an SUV, a startling reflection of the face in her hand. Is this the salvation she's prayed for, or has she stumbled into a world far more dangerous and thrilling than she could ever imagine? Welcome to the unexpected embrace of a biker club, a mafia empire, and a family she never knew she had. But even within the warmth of newfound belonging, shadows linger, and a certain dark-eyed, tattooed man might be more than just a protector. Will Emily find true safety and love, or is she merely exchanging one cage for another, albeit a gilded one?

The creased photograph felt brittle in Emily's hand, its edges worn from countless nights of desperate longing. It was the only tangible link to her father, a man she'd never known, a phantom hope against the harsh reality of her mother's cruelty. Jolie's neglect was a constant, gnawing hunger in Emily's stomach, a dull ache that mirrored the emptiness in her heart. Days blurred into a suffocating cycle of forced servitude, of watching her mother feast while she starved, of enduring a relentless tide of drugs and alcohol that drowned out any semblance of parental care.

Emily’s gaze was fixed on the smiling face in the picture, a silent plea hanging in the air. Please, save me.

The sudden rumble of an SUV shattered the silence, pulling up outside the dilapidated house. A large, tattooed man emerged, casting a long shadow. At first, he was just a stranger, a formidable figure. Then, as he turned, Emily's breath hitched. It was him. The man from the photograph. Her father.