The Heloise Gang Boss

“Rocky?!” The name left Arnold's lips for the umpteenth time as he locked gazes with Lisa's supposed spouse.

The burly-looking man gazed at him with fire in his eyes and jaw clenched, and Arnold knew if looks could kill, he'd have burned to ashes right there on the bed.

What kind of insane position had he just gotten himself into?

He was fucking his client's wife. Oh shit! Arnold couldn't get his head around it all, and with his teeth clenched, he wondered why Nexus hadn't told him Lisa was Rocky's wife the first time he’d appraised her.

Did the system not know? Or was this part of a larger scheme in store for him? With several questions racing through his mind, Arnold remained transfixed on the bed as he continued to think.

Also, why was Rocky living in a rented apartment? Arnold almost laughed at the rhetorical question, even though nothing was funny.

Rocky was the leader of the gang for which he supplied bullets, and by all accounts, the man, or the group rather, had lots of mo
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