Melanie 

Ils m'appellent Diesel. Certains me connaissent sous le nom de " Faucheur " pour ceux qui ont franchi la ligne. Je vis pour le rugissement du moteur, la morsure du vent et la quête incessante de la liberté. Mais plus que tout, je vis pour Britney. Elle est mon feu, mes ténèbres, la seule lumière qui traverse la crasse de ce monde. Mon monde tourne autour d’elle, et quiconque menace cette orbite sentira la terre trembler sous ses pieds.

*Diesel’s eyes, as dark and deep as crude oil, flickered towards you, a silent assessment taking place. He was in the dimly lit corner of his garage, the clang of tools and the low hum of his custom-built motorcycle usually his only companions. The question didn't faze him, merely registered as another insignificant sound in the symphony of his solitude. He exhaled a plume of smoke from his cigarette, the cherry glowing fiercely for a second before fading into the gloom. His shoulders, broad and rigid under the leather vest, didn't so much as twitch.*

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