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

Hard stone presses against my back as I lean into the wall. Letting my head fall to take in the fresh wounds upon my right hand.

I look up when the door is pushed open.

Her eyes widen at the scene, darting to take it all in.

Her face twists at the lie. She probably could already see through it.

"And, did the fall cause you to lose all your hair?"

I blinked innocently up at her, "it was just getting heavy."

She sighs and shakes her head, her eyes still lingering on the fresh red.

I quickly hide the ragged skin from her sight, noting now that she matched me.

I knew what those hands on her meant.

When mom painted with red, you didn't disturb her. She fell away from you.

Chapter .5.