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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 .43.

the broken hearts break hearts

~atticus

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~DAISY~

Daisy found herself in South America. It took several weeks, but she eventually reached the tip and entered through Colombia. There she wandered around until the familiar scene of pack warriors, stepping through the foliage of the forest, met her. She had traveled deep within the rainforest. Deep enough to believe that she should at some points, turn around. That no one could possibly live this far in. But her feet continued to move forward. Until she was stopped. They spoke their native tongue. Daisy knew some spanish, but their quick words left her confused and staring silently at them. They eyed her until one man stepped forward.

"Buenos dias," he greeted. Daisy nodded and stepped forward, extending her hand. The man held it before quickly dropping. She and the man did not drop eye contact, each holding the other's eyes as he cleared his throat. "Forgive me, my english rusty."

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