THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

He gripped that silver weapon, a cold comfort in this twisted world. Lust pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the hard stuff that really threw him into another dimension. A world where visions danced in his head and pain fainted away. She'd do anything for that next hit. Anything to feel free But love was the only thing that