The Preacher's Daughter by Shelly Morgan

Author:Shelly Morgan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Shelly Morgan
Published: 2017-01-24T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

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I could tell she was afraid when I spotted her in the crowd of drunken men, trying to hold her own. I stood aside, still close enough to help if needed, and let her try to get out of the situation herself. She looked like the type who was independent, wanting to do everything on her own. And I hoped she would, but was ready if she couldn’t.

When I told Leroy I wanted a private session with the woman I now know as Angel, he told me he’d have to ask if she’d be willing. I, of course, knew how we did things around here; it’s always up to the woman. So I waited by the back door for him to come out and tell me what her answer was.

It didn’t take long. He told me to take a seat by the bar and that she’d be out shortly. I just didn’t know what that meant. Usually, when I requested a woman, she’d tell me to wait in a room. Sometimes, she’d dance for me out here in the bar. I didn’t care either way, because if I was taking them to bed, it wouldn’t happen here. I respected my club and this business too much to do that. Plus, when I wanted to fuck, it wasn’t just a quickie or even a one-time go around. It was an all-night affair, one that would leave me hopefully spent and the woman completely satisfied.

I waited for a few minutes, but I needed another cigarette. I’d started to get a bad feeling about something and needed the smoke break, but when I got back inside, she was already out of the dressing room, looking for me. But what she found was trouble.

It reminded me of another girl not too long ago that had gotten herself into the same type of trouble. Though hers was a worse situation than Angel’s, and she could have easily prevented it by not being stupid and wandering into a part of town a girl like her had no right being in. I still get pissed when I think about what could have happened to her if I hadn’t shown up.

Okay, that’s not the only thing that pisses me off about that night. I felt kind of cheated when I found out she was the daughter of the local preacher. Sure, when I first laid eyes on her, I knew she was a good girl, too innocent for me, but I would’ve never guessed how good she was.

When I see more men starting to surround Angel, I decide that now is probably a good time to intervene. There are just too many of them, and they’ve had way too much to drink to be let down. I hate men like that, ones who can’t take no for an answer.

Pushing one of them out of my way, I make my way into the small crowd. First, I lock eyes with Angel, wanting to see that she’s okay, but she averts her gaze almost immediately.

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