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.

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

Jeff Willy or Jeff Smith?” Jeff was so shocked that

in prison for only two months. How

his hand over his mouth, he didn’t dare to say another word. The joy

the day he was released, no one came to pick him up. When he returned to the apartment where he and his parents had lived before, he heard from his neighbors that his parents had sold the apartment and moved

been a group of thugs coming to harass Glenn and Eva every

spot. He knew that damned bitch

money and no place to live. He could

him, they all avoided him as if he was a plague. “Jeff, leave us alone. The Whites have warned everyone in town that anyone who’s close to

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

“You fucking assholes!”

the angrier he became. Before he left, he begged his friends for one last favor,