Alpha in Color

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...

Isabella Anderson · Urban

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Chapter .34.

Never have I dealt with any

more difficult,

than my own soul.

***

I'm jerked awake as I meet the hard stare of dark blue eyes. "Morning Lexie."

I remain mute as he leans closer. "Eat. Please."

He's holding out a breakfast bar for me- ready to bite. I turn my head away. "What did I do Lexie?" I close my eyes at the pain in his voice. It's not you. It's not you. It's not you.

"Please just tell me," I shake my head before he's even finished the sentence. He bows his head. "Fine. I'll let you go."

I don't raise my face as he moves to untie the ropes from me. I feel his hands shaking. It's better this way, I think. Better that he doesn't find out.

Better that he hates me for this. Rather than the truth.

He's stopped though by a sound. A sound of a car pulling into the drive. "Who...."

His unfinished question though is answered as the pounding of feet hit the steps.

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