Caught by the Convicts

by Jessa Kane

“You’re not…you’re not made for violence like me.” “Obviously not. I’m made to be sipping a pina colada on a beach in Barcelona.”

“Prison bars can’t hold a man when pussy this hot and tiny is waiting on the outside. You should have been expecting us.”

Klay fixes what’s broken inside of everyone else so he can ignore his own grief and anger, inflicted by his father.

This girl should never be anything but happy, goddammit,

“You perfect little treasure. You sweet fucking angel. Look what you’ve done—”