Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Mrs. George let out a deep sigh and said, “I assumed you had changed your mind since you asked me out.”

“No. I want to ask for your help with something.”

Mrs. George took a drag of her cigarette and arched her eyebrows questioningly. “If you are seeking my assistance, are you prepared to give yourself as a thank-you gift?”

Tyrone shook his head. “I’ve prepared other gifts for you.”

“But I only want you.”

“Mrs. George. Tyrone stared at Mrs. George calmly, his expression unwavering.

“ALL right,” Mrs. George compromised. “What do you want me to do for you?”

she couldn’t be his lover, she could

G E L A ‘s L I B

hearing Tyrone’s request, Mrs. George nodded her head.

continued, “Tyrone, your love for your wife is

can’t help

Tyrone left, Mrs. George gave the photo Tyrone had given her to her subordinates and asked them to bring the man in the photo to her as soon as

a strange place. He was so terrified that

came into full effect, he didn’t

to the bar. He was at

door was opened, a hand clamped over his mouth. Then, he was yanked outside. His arms bound tightly, he

raced. Who were the kidnappers? Why did

lightheaded. He had no idea where he was, but all he could smell was the strong fragrance

is,” a man announced in a rough voice. Richard could tell that the person