Dance with the Devil

<h4><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>A caged butterfly longing to be free. A lonely artist searching for inspiration. A love that started by chance-and will need a miracle to survive...</strong></h4><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Genevieve</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>As the younger sister to Damien Libellula I've been shielded from the criminal side of my brother's life for as long as I can remember-or at least that's what </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Dame </em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>thinks.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The truth is that I've been curious about the dark side of the Family for even longer... curious and </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>fascinated</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When I meet Cross my fascination almost becomes an obsession.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>As a professional ballerina it makes sense that I would consider our first few dates a sort of forbidden dance. On the outside he's everything I'm not: dark brooding and-most importantly-a Sinner.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>That's right. Damien's little girl fell for a man who wears the mark of his former enemy.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But Cross is no sinner. A sensitive yet guarded artist who unwittingly sweeps me off my feet I want to believe we have a shot to be together. There's a truce now between the Dragonflies and the Sinners Syndicate and with Damien settling into wedded bliss with his new bride I think... maybe. Maybe it's time I show him I'm not that same little girl I used to be.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And that's when I discover just how dark and twisted the life can be...</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Cross</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I've never wanted anything more than I do my butterfly.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I don't care what her last name is. I don't care that every time I imagine marking up her unblemished beautiful skin I'm risking a bullet between my eyes from the head Dragonfly. When I see her I </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>feel </em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>for the first time since I was kid who lost everything.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>More than that I'm </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>inspired</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Until one night everything changes.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I do everything I can to protect her while we're trapped but when she's eventually forced to be as brutal as any gangster my pretty ballerina with the wicked mouth and innocent smile breaks-and once again I'm left alone and empty-handed.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But that's the difference between Carlos and Cross. Carlos accepted that fate was cruel and there wasn't anything he could do to change that.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Cross?</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He'll burn down all of Springfield to get his Genevieve back-so long as the flames don't get their vengeance on him first.</span></p><p></p>