chapter 1
Lisa was sitting in her dressing stool her luscious hair flowing from her head to her hips. A group of maids were grooming her meticulously.
Today was the day she was getting married to underworld don Julio. She was not afraid like any girl would have been in her situation. She was calm and collected, despite of her age she was very mature. she was not a damsel in distress and she was not going to let anyone trample her. She was trained target shooter and black belt.
The makeup was getting more and more frustrating and har patience was running low .She calmly asked all the maids to get out of the room and leave her alone. Sabrina the head maid showed distress and politely these tatoos needs a layer more of concealer madam. lisa felt like she had to swallow a bitter pill w she had gotten all of these tattoos not as a sign of rebellion but as a way to tell her story and concealing them under layers of makeup means wiping her personality and shoving all parts of her life like a dirt under the carpet
she was anger with her father sho thought her loved her and adored her but her weading was just a way to consolidate the rule over all western markets she was just used a pretty doll an exchange currency and currently she was been prepared just like that
lisa although was eighteen but she was not ordinary delicate girl Infact hee physique was anything but ordinary he had a lean body which she had constructed with great care.Alt the age of ten she was already black black and have won various contest in national level she professional shooter. So anything girly was something she does not wanted to be associated witg
she heard a click of door sound of foot steps was coming out of her room she immediately strighted her dress and sit down like alittle doll in her stool
A middle aged french man came into his room years have done nothing to lower his charm he was still as beautiful as ever calling a man beauty is usuallyhe was her father roy pasha was persion and his 9 generation have enoughmonet to buy wholw humiliation for a man but for roy zubhan it meant alot in his late forties he was still no 1 batchler across world