Canvas

4 inked men. 1 is very, very bad.
He made me an offer. One I accepted.
His friends made me another. One I shouldn’t. I really, really shouldn’t.
But I’m not that girl anymore. The one I left behind, the one who does what’s expected, the one who has no choice. The one with secrets. I ran away from that life, and hope it never finds me. I can choose to do what I want, with who I want.
Now. Finally.
I've heard the talk, the whispers, and all of the innuendos. I know what they do. All of them. Together.
I accepted his offer. He did things to me, he awakened things inside of me. He made me into something I never, ever thought I'd be.
He’s the filthiest man I know, but he worships me with his lust. How can I say no?

I was going to stay away from her. Then they made me claim her. If I didn't, then they all would. Together. At the same time.
She's mine.
I've got a past, secrets of my own. I'm not a man who does commitment, my life doesn't allow it. But then she appeared out of nowhere.
She's a mystery, a beautiful, innocent enigma, one I want to mark. Literally. The problem is, I'm not sure I'll be able to stop.