Brothel: The Magnolia Diaries by Anthology

Author:Anthology [Anthology]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-03-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Amelia

“So, Mr. Saint, what brings you to my door this evening?” I ask, slipping my hands inside his leather jacket. His powerful chest is hard against my palms. I’ve been with my fair share of athletes; their bodies are some of the most finely tuned machines in the world. Even through his clothes, I can tell Deacon’s body is on a level all its own. As his jacket slides off his arms, I notice his shirt can barely contain his thick roped arms and massive broad shoulders. He’s a powerhouse, but his soulful brown eyes exude kindness. A far cry from the intimidation of his body.

“To be honest, this wasn’t my idea. I’ve lost my last three fights, and my manager is so worried that I’ve lost my edge, he set this whole night up for me. He thinks you have some luck changing magic about you. I think this whole thing is ridiculous,” he admits. Honesty, how refreshing.

His eyes are watching my every move as I drape his jacket over the dresser. I'm used to men looking at me, my boobs came in when I was fifteen, but Deacon’s gaze is electrifying.

“I wouldn’t say that I’m magic by any means, but I do possess a knack for helping clear the mind. Something has obviously gotten you off your game. A champion boxer doesn’t start losing overnight. What was going on around the time of your first loss?” I ask. I watched a few YouTube videos of Deacon’s fights before our session. In previous fights, he had such an unwavering confidence. Every punch was precise and powerful, taking his opponent down within the first round. But now there is a hesitation, like he’s questioning every decision.

He sinks down on the edge of the bed, and his gaze drops to his hands. “My trainer passed away last year. Back when I was a kid, he kept me out of jail. He was one of the few people who believed in me. He was more of a father to me than my deadbeat dad. Now that he’s gone, I have no one in my corner.” The sadness in his voice sends a twinge of pain through my heart.

“I’m so sorry for your loss. I can see how that could make you lose your edge. Saying goodbye to someone who meant so much to you can be hard. If I had to guess, I’m pretty sure your trainer wouldn’t want you throwing away everything you worked so hard for. I’ve seen a few of your fights.”

“You’ve watched my matches?” he interrupts me.

“There is this thing called the Internet. I used that Google box to look you up.” That gets him to smile. “It’s part of my job to know all about my high paying clients.” I settle between his legs and slide my fingers under his chin, bringing his eyes up to mine. “You are one of the best boxers in the world, question is, do you still believe that?” I feel like a therapist right now.

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