The Scorpions need me. But I’m losing control of my sanity. Two women. One unchaste. One pure. The angel of death or my saving grace. But which is which? Only one can save me from my nemesis. Me.
The Scorpions need me. But I’m losing control of my sanity. Two women. One unchaste. One pure. The angel of death or my saving grace. But which is which? Only one can save me from my nemesis. Me.