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P R O L O G U E

Lachlan

Don’t hate the player, hate the game.

Don’t touch the forbidden.

Always doright.

Listen to your elders.

All great rules… if you’re into that stuff.

But the thing is; I’m Lachlan Fierro and rules arealwaysmeant to be broken.

I’ve never met a rule that I don’t love to twist.

Call me curious, but a locked door is just an invitation, if you ask me.

I don’t hurt. I’m a lover not a fighter but you better believe I’ll beat your ass down if you hurt my people.

I don’t steal. I have no need to.

And stealing is for the weak—the desperate, I’m neither of those things.

I’m curious.

And inquisitive.

I like to know why and how and better still…can I?

The answer is yes, I always can. I’ll find a way, that’s why.

All rules are meant to be bent to my liking … why else are they called rules?

Don’t do this. Don’t do that.

Fuck that, yes I will.

I’ll do itbecauseit says I can’t.

That’s my problem, you see. I can never resist the forbidden.

Don’t push the big red button.

You can bet your life savings I’ll press that button and enjoy every second of the consequences.

Life is not worth living if there’s no risks involved.

I know the moment I see her, that she’s my biggest risk.

The sweetest, untouchable apple.

Forbidden.

Not for me.

Don’t touch, Lachlan.

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