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 .32.

In everybody's life,

there are hidden chapters,

which they hope

may never

be known.

-Agatha Christie

***

There is only one place I know to go to. It takes me almost an hour to get there, and I'm surprise when Atlas or Lilah don't show up behind me, demanding I come back to the pack house. But within that hour I find myself stumbling down the road towards Jay and Daisy's cabin. Daisy is sitting outside, peaceful and serene as the wind grabs and tosses around her hair. She stands though when she sees me.

"Lexie?" She races down the steps, grabbing me as I fall into her arms. "I'm sorry," I'm more cohesive now, but the feel of her skin on mine has me drawing away.

"What's wrong. Where's Atlas?"

Her eyes are glowing as she looks around, alert to any danger. "He's..." I hiccup, my throat lost in the folds of my sobs. "Was the pack house attacked? Are you okay? Is Atlas okay?"

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