All Chapters of The Preacher’s Daughter: Stolen By The Enemy: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

{Ace}I can't believe she's keeping this up. She hasn't breathed a word to me in days, but here she is, talking to another man with that smile and wearing a short ruffle skirt that barely sits past her knee.Where did she even get it? I don't remember it being among the clothes I bought for her.Argh!Nothing even makes sense. I don't know why I said those three words the other night. I only wanted her to talk to me, not go all Romeo?Maybe it's a good thing she didn't hear.Who knows how her reaction would be if she did? She probably would drive me nutter…if that’s a real word.The fidgety lawyer stretches out his hand. “Hello, sir. I am not sure we have been introduced—”“I said, you are fired! Get out of my house!”He jumps. Picking up his satchel bag, he scampers out of the house without looking back. “Barrister!” Faith calls out, yanking her wrist from my grip.She follows him to the door. Staring at his receding figure as he made a beeline for the gate, her shoulders drop. She

{Faith}My pussy is on fire!Like a duck, I part my thighs intentionally as I waddle into the bathroom. Sitting on the toilet seat, I grit my teeth as pee burns through my hole.Last night we had more sex than I have ever had. He spread me every which way. My body was formed into positions I didn't even know were possible. He switched from rough pounding, to gentle, back to rough, and then a mix of the two. I almost passed out a couple of times.And the funniest part? I enjoyed every bit of it.I need to change my name to Shameless St. Clair. I can't keep bearing the name Faith when I don't even have faith in myself.“I suck!”At the sound of those words, my mind goes back to last night. To the moment when I was gagging with Ace’s huge cock deep inside my throat.I sucked it like my life depended on it and after, he patted my head and called me a good girl. The comment made my head swell at the time.But now…Now I still don't know if I hate it!I wipe myself clean. After taking a sh

{Faith}The air in the living room stills. The silence is deafening, save for the heavy footsteps coming from the second floor.Ace appears at the top of the stairs. Clad in a white tank top, grey shorts, Nikes, and a grey headband, his hand firmly grips a white tennis racket.Eddie shifts uneasily the moment Ace’s feet touch the living room floor.“The rumors are true. I have killed a thousand men who tried to come between me and this woman.”Eddie’s Adam’s apple bobbles as he swallows. Ace places the racket on a shelf nearby. Slowly, he unravels the strap on his gloves and takes them off one after the other. “I believe by now it’s clear that you must not get any funny ideas.”“Y-yes, sir.”Ace cups a hand over his ear and leans forward a little. “I can’t hear you…”I stand up and rush to him before he can take another step. In a harsh whisper, I say, “We had an agreement. You stay out of our meetings, and you only comment when I come to you for advice.”He scratches his stubble. “I

{Ace}“What the fuck, bro!”Jerry slaps my forearm and digs his crusty long fingers into my skin. He chokes, “Let…go!”I grip a chunk of his hair with my other hand. “Have you forgotten that I am your big bro? Respect me!”“I do!” he coughs. “That’s why I said I learned from the best.”“That was an insult! And you know it.” I tighten the headlock. Jerry grabs my right leg and pulls it in. My foot slips off the floor. We both fall to the side. He elbows me in the belly. Then sinks his teeth into my arm.“Ow! You rat!”My grip finally comes loose. I fall on my back next to him. “You still fight like a little girl, bro!”He sniffs, glancing to the side. “I can say the same for you.”“Hahaha!”We both burst into laughter. “This is fucked up!”Jerry drags his ass up. He gives me a hand and pulls me up. He dusts my back. “We good?”I hold up my arm with the small bite mark. “What are you gonna do about this? She's gonna ask questions.”“Tell her you got your ass whooped by a huge redhead

{Faith}“No!”Those words hit me like a sucker punch. I fall to my knees. “Please tell me it is not true. Tell me you are mistaken.”“I wish I was, Princess. She slipped tiny doses of cyanide in his food in his food. This caused his system to shut down slowly.”“Oh, my God. She killed him. I feel so stupid.”“Don’t beat yourself up. There's no way you could have known. Odette is an evil mastermind.”He reaches out for me. “I always suspected her. But I didn't want it to seem like I was just trying to lay the blame on someone else. I wanted to have proof. Jerry was having trouble getting evidence, which is why I went there myself with my recording glasses.”He sighs. “I guess I must have underestimated Odette’s willpower to keep her sins buried.”Tears blind me as I look at him. How is he not mad at me? I gave him hell for causing my father’s death! I called him all the worst names in the world.Yet, he still put his life in danger to get evidence. “You could have died!”“But I didn'