Isabella Anderson

Her name was Brisa Dorsey. She was overjoyed at the upcoming marriage with her boyfriend, who she had been in love with for years. But just before they were to apply for their marriage license, she found out that her boyfriend had an affair with Brisa's stepsister. In a fit of anger, Brisa decided to pay a man to have sex with her. Drunk as a skunk, Brisa shouted orders to the owner of the club she went to that night, wanting to have sex with him. And when she woke up the next day, she found that everyone was calling her "Mrs. Johns". Shocked, Brisa found out she had got married! To whom? The terrifying "Cold-Face King" in New York, who was the head of the Johns family as well as the Johns Group! But rumor had it that he never hang out with women. Didn't he like men? Sure enough, those rumors were all just rumors...

Alpha in Color

I sit on the back porch. It's something I gravitate towards now for some reason. I'm not doing anything. No painting. Just sitting and staring at the sky and the swaying clouds that pass overby. I turn at the sound of the opening door and see Sandra walk out, the familiar smile on her face. "Here Luna, I thought you would like some Hot coco."

I nod and gratefully accept the warmth. Sandra stands next to me, her head raised as she takes in the sky with me. "What's so interesting about the clouds Luna?"

I grow thoughtful over that. "I guess...I envy them."

Sandra laughs at that and I smile. She sits down next to me, "You envy clouds?"

A doubtful expression grows on Sandra's face, "I don't know what the clouds have that I should envy."

Chapter .41.