Megan is raving mad.
A gem in the rough. Pure chaos.
Sexy. Psychopath. Manipulator.
She gets what she wants, when she wants.
And to the rest of the world, fuck it.
But I am exactly the same.
An unscrupulous sociopath.
Attractive, dominant and bastard.
And then we met.
And everything went to shit.
We were dynamite to each other.
A very bad influence...
We f*cked like crazy.
Chains. whips. Suffocation…
And we didn't care about anyone else.
The question was…
Could we care about each other?