Cherish Blossom, also known as Cherry, isn't the type of girl to play around. When she is falsely accused of her parents murder she fights back hard and with a vengeance.
Along her journey for her to prove her innocence she meets the six men who w...
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I left that whiny ass bitch Stella hanging off of the rickety rafters of an old run down barn on the outskirts of town that looks like it had been abandoned now for a bundle of years. Her ass won't be whining any longer.
I made it look just like your random everyday suicide. It will take weeks if not months before someone is somehow able to accidentally find her rotting corpse swinging from the noose of a rope along those brittled out rafters.
Walking away from the decrepit old barn a devilish smile begins to slowly creep up on my damn face.
Now with that part done it's time to go find the one and only Ms. Cherish who so sweetly offered herself up to me on a silver damn platter.
Jumping on my Harley Davidson Fatboy, I quickly depart from the scene with the only thing on my calculating mind is outright murderous revenge.
For some damn fucked up reason I can't seem to locate Dante's mate Patience anywhere and neither can my well paid lackeys. That would be the best revenge possible for me to seek out but unfortunately I'm this case it seems that beggars obviously can't be choosers, I suppose, so since my best laid out plans seem to be deviated for the time being I'll just have to settle for the next best damn thing and that just so happens to be Patience's dear sweet little niece.
But one day I will get my hands on Patience and when I do it won't be a very fucking pretty sight to behold, I'll make damn sure of that.
Then I will inevitability end up torturing and killing that asshole Dante for taking away the love of my life, Juanita from me. It's no less than what his damn ass actually deserves.
Oh Juanita. How I miss that perfect little smile of hers and the way she could light up an entire room as soon as she entered it.
I don't care what anyone says or what they might think, Juanita definitely did not steal any type drugs from that asshole Dante.
I provided her with everything that she needed or that her little heart ever desired for, there is no plausible explanation as to why she would even need to do something so damn ridiculous or calculating, especially since she had me.
No one could ever convince me that Juanita stole a damn thing from anybody, especially not from such a damn lowlife as fucking Dante.
Damn! I must have begged her over a million times for fucking years to stop working for that degenerate asshole but she would always just end up telling me that she couldn't quit her damn job because for one she actually loved her job and for two she desperately needed the money as his fucking receptionist in his make shift company. I knew that Dante was head of the fucking Italian Mafia but I never thought that he would stoop low enough to do anything to hurt my Juanita.
I should have fucking known better.
I had my damn head stuck way up in the clouds for far too long now but only because I finally found true love and I happily found that in Juanita. My love for her just put my ass in a damn hazy daze.
