The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ever since that woman’s visit, Jeff had been living a life of fear every day.

Whenever he’d see those menacing men in the distance, he’d run away. Those men were all tall and strong; violating him would be a piece of cake for them.

And as the days passed, he hated Janet even more. What a vindictive woman! It was Lila who had asked her out to dinner. She should’ve taken revenge on her, and only her!

“Fuck that bitch! She should go to hell! Fuck!” Jeff cursed in a low voice.

However, an inmate overheard him. “Jeff Gillian! Who the fuck are you cursing? I think someone needs to be taught a lesson…”

Jeff was a short and thin man—the perfect type of many of the gay inmates, or just bullies.

Jeff shrank into the corner, too scared to breathe.

prison guard strode into his cell and dragged him to his feet. “Jeff Gillian, pack up your

it’s me, Jeff Gillian? Not Jeff Willy or Jeff Smith?” Jeff was so shocked that he blurted these things

only two months. How could he get out so

mouth, he didn’t dare to say another word. The joy of getting out quickly

the apartment where he and his parents had lived before, he heard from his neighbors that his parents had sold the apartment and moved back

was put in jail, there had been a group of thugs coming to harass

threw a fit on the spot. He knew

Glenn gone, Jeff had no money and no place

friends saw him, they all avoided him as if he was a plague. “Jeff, leave us alone. The Whites have warned everyone in

was exasperated. He had nothing now. And it was all because of the

“You fucking assholes!”

he begged his friends for one last favor,