All Chapters of The Preacher’s Daughter: Stolen By The Enemy: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

[Faith]Someone, please tell me that I am imagining things!My eyes hurt a little as they bulge out of the sockets. Ace pushes Kourtney off him.“What’s wrong with you?” he roars.Kourtney holds the desk as she staggers to her feet. She looks at me. “Hey, Florence.”With a swift spin, Ace turns the chair towards me. His left brow raises in surprise. “Faith, when did you…”I turn and run off before he can finish his words. Racing up the stairs, hot tears blind me. Ace follows closely. He catches up to me as soon as I get into my bedroom. “It’s not what you think! She just kissed me out of the blue.”Pressing my full weight against the door, I try to shut it. “Yeah, right! Just like that stripper who gave you a blowjob.”“You are being unreasonable!” Ace pushes the door open with just one hand. I stagger back. “Get out! If you don’t, I am gonna scream and everyone in this house will hear!”He takes a step closer. “I don’t care.”The back of my knee hits the bed frame. I burst into tea

{Faith}Blood slides down Ace’s fingers. His hand trembles as he looks at me with dark eyes.“You were supposed to come straight home. Yet, I find you here with your titties hanging out!”I clutch the neckline of my borrowed dress. “I didn't do anything wrong. I was just tired of staying holed up in that house.”“I let you go to school, didn't I? Besides, if you wanted to go out, you should have picked a restaurant, not a freaking bar!”He holds his forehead. “Do you have any idea what kind of people lurk in the shadows back there?”Isn’t this where the rich kids come to get wasted? Allison wouldn't intentionally bring me to somewhere dangerous.My eyes rivet back to Ace. Are there criminals like him in there? Is that why he knows so much about it?“You are bleeding.”He glances at his right hand. “Doesn’t matter.”“You need to get it cleaned up.”Opening the door, I get into the passenger seat. Ace stares at me through the window for a while. Then he circles the hood and gets behind

{Ace}“What do you want?”She pouts. “You won’t even let me in?”Earlier, after she disappeared, she didn't show up until the closing remarks. I called and called her phone, but she didn't pick up. And when I asked her where she had been, she told me some excuse about having a wardrobe malfunction in the ladies’ room. And now…Showing up this late definitely spells trouble.“What do you want?” I repeat, holding on to the door.Kourtney rolls her eyes. “Fine, I need your help. The air-con in my room doesn't work.”“Then call room service.”“I already did, but they weren't able to fix it.”“Tell them to get you another room.”She heaves. “You think I haven't already done that? They are fully booked because of the fashion week.”“All right then. You can have my room.”Turning, I head to the closet for my things. “I will sleep in yours.”Kourtney sits on the bed. “But it’s so hot. Without a functioning air-con, you are gonna bake through the night.”“I’ll manage.”She kicks her feet. “St

{Faith}“Sit! Sit! Sit!”Allison drums on the seat next to her in the noisy cafeteria.I place my food tray on the table gently. “Chill, Ally.”“I can't! You have been holding on to the tea all weekend. Now, you have to tell me what the hell happened.”“Ace came to the bar and dragged me home. End of story.”She slaps my arm. “You know I am not talking about that. About Ace and Kourtney Saunders. I saw them on TV.”The mac and cheese I ordered tastes bland in my mouth. I push it down. “Yeah, I don't want to talk about that.”“Are they really dating?”“I don't know.”“Is she still living with you guys? I thought Ace hates to be in the media because of…you know, his shady dealings. Or is that going to change now?”“Again, I don't know.”“That bitch is annoying.”“You can say that again.”Allison shifts closer. “The way I see it, this isn't really a strong love triangle. There's still hope for you.”“I don’t get you. You told me that there are plenty of fish in the sea.”“Trust me, I am

{Faith}Kourtney turns to look at me. She stands up, wearing a white crop top and shorts that barely cover her bum or hide her cameltoe.“Where were you? I have been waiting for an hour.”An hour? Ace and I had sex for that long? But it happened so fast!I glance at the alarm clock again.3:30 am.“Where were you!”What’s with that tone? Since when do I have to report my every move to her? Does she think of herself as the second-in-command in this house?“What are you doing in my bedroom?” I fire back.Kourtney struts over like she's on the runway. She sniffs the air around me. “You were in his bedroom, weren't you?”“No, I wasn't.”“You liar!”“Okay, I was in his bedroom. So what?”She blinks like crazy. Shaking her head, the mean-girl expression returns. “I see Ace put a collar on you.” She eyes the piece around my neck. “Don’t feel special, Florence.”It’s so obvious. So obvious that she intentionally calls me that to get on my nerves. But I won't give her that pleasure.I fold m