My name was Christopher Brown... this is how his letter began. No one knew what his life held and what happened behind closed doors.
Twenty-two year old Belinda Bureau, a young woman from Chicago, is kidnapped. When she is awakened, her whole life does a 180 once she finds out she is now an escort and lives with thirty other women in a mansion. The man who took her will soon regret it, but will she find a way out or will she end up falling for him...
Tears steadily ran down my cheeks. "We can make this work." He caressed my cheek, rubbing the tears away. "Princess, don't cry." "How can I not cry." I gripped his wrist as he looked at me. "This can't work and we both know it." He sighed. My bottom lip started to shake as I tried to talk."I believe it can." My voic...
A year of War and Drama. Heartbreak and Love. Everyone just can't seem to get it together. Life not on track yet. They have no way to stop the enemy and Everything is pretty much hell all the time. Where is the peace and is it coming soon?
He had a drive for Murder, Power, and Respect. She had a drive for Love, Passion, and Kindness. They were the complete opposite. He wanted the streets covered in blood. She wanted peace all around. Both came from a troubled pass but the difference is one try's to forget while the other embrace it. Sinful and Innocent...
