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'm frozen on the ground, unable to move. My eyes are wide as flashbacks resurface and burn into my mind.

I quickly stand, disoriented because I cannot see. I stumble back a few steps and fall onto a hard surface.

Feeling the outline, I can make out what the item is.

I wince when my hand reaches my nose.

Broken. The impact from the air bag had caused it.

My whole body hurt from the collision.

I gag and quickly put my hand to my mouth, but the process only causes me to gag even more. It's no use. Without warning I'm throwing up- on the cot, ground, myself. I don't know.

And like I suspect, the sound has alerted my captor that I'm awake.

Chapter .44.