Marlena Evans-Black was utterly frantic. Accepting the fact that John would rather die than see her be hurt, she gave up screaming for her brand new husband to let her back into the Penthouse. She ran urgently to the door of her nearest neighbor, but there was no answer, then to several others with the …
What I had with John was a thunderstorm. It was full of lightening and wind and drama and passion.
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