Chapter Five
A Dynamite Birthday
Adona Draga is my live-in lover, and I do love her – obsessively some might say. But she’s always been volatile, mercurial, domineering; even dangerous. Pick your description, they all fit. She’s Sicilian you see, insanely possessive and controlling and with a towering temper. That’s one of the things I find so appealing about her. A supremely hard and arrogant ex-con who rides a Harley, dresses all in black leather and doesn’t take s**t from anyone is exactly the kind of woman who pushes all my buttons. Unfortunately I seem to have pushed the wrong one of hers. Now a terrible clock is ticking down, not only on our relationship but on my very life.
It’s my twenty-fourth birthday. And by every indication it’s my last. We had quite a fight last night. But
