Tempting Daddy: A Taboo Age Gap Daddy Dom Romance by Ava Sinclair

Author:Ava Sinclair [Sinclair, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Hot Romance Inc.
Published: 2021-09-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Carmen

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“Whore.”

“No. Don’t call me that. You know it’s not true!”

“Whore. Just like you’re mother. Don’t deny it!”

I’m kneeling, the wood of my bedroom floor hard and cold under my knees. How long have I been in this position? I’m shaking and crying, my gaze fixed on my father’s shoes because he told me not to look at him. He told me to keep my eyes down, that I was unworthy to look at him or towards God.

“What kind of woman desires a priest? A shameful slut, that’s who!”

“Nothing happened!” Hot tears tack down my face.

“Only because he was strong! Were you disappointed, girl? Were you disappointed that your plan didn’t work?”

“I had no plan!” I look up at him now, allowing myself to be angry. “If Father thought I did, he’d have never asked me to stay!”

“Oh, and he won’t again, no matter what.” He squats down to my eye level, sneering. I can smell the sour beer on his breath. “I’ve told him about you. I’ve told him you only pretend to be good, but you’re not. You never were. I told him having you work at the church was a mistake. I’ve fixed it, Carmen. You’re not going back. In fact, you’re never leaving this house again.”

He stands and walks to the door and I clamber to my feet, my legs unsteady beneath me.

“What do you mean?” I reach the door just as he slams it. “What do you mean?”

I hear the sound of banging. He’s hammering. My father is hammering boards across the door. I scream and beat on the door with my fist. I need help. I think of my mother, but know she won’t come, so I call for the only person I know cares.

“Father! Father Dominic! Father, help me!”

I call and call and I’m shaking again, but I realize it’s because I’m being shaken. I was dreaming, and as I emerge from the nightmare, I realize someone is jostling me awake.

In the dim glow of the nightlight, I see who it is. It’s Father.

“Carmen. Carmen! Wake up. It’s okay. It’s okay!”

“Oh… oh….” I can barely draw a breath. I feel wetness on my face. I was crying in my sleep. I slump against Father Dominic, and he pulls me to him. He’s not wearing his habit.

The t-shirt under my cheek is thin and soft.

“It’s just a dream, child.” He’s rocking me. I can’t remember ever being rocked, although I’m sure my mother did at some point. I let him. I let myself sink into the comfort.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asks into my hair. I feel his breath warm against my scalp. A tingle of raw pleasure ripples through me, and I should pull away but I can’t. I want this. I need this.

Forgive me, Father.

“I can’t,” I tell him.

“Why?”

“Please don’t ask me, Father.”

“Carmen.” He holds me tighter when I try to pull away. “Don’t. Don’t deny me the chance to help you.”

“I’m ashamed!”

“Of what?”

I feel myself grow still.

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