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

Henry leans against the doorway, a false smile spread across his face as he takes me in.

I push away his words, going back to the report in front of me.

"We need to set up the date for-,"

Henry watches me, his eyes darting around my face, no doubt taking in the paleness and gleaming sweat that was showing.

"How long has it been since you went out and trained? Just relieved some tension?"

"If a challenger comes Soraya, you need to be ready."

I glare up at him. He moves closer taking my moment of weakness to step further in my space.

"Why don't you check on the warriors? See how the training is going?"

Chapter .37.