The Preacher's Daughter

"Hey are you okay?" Andy asks dropping me off at the hotel we were supposed to stay.

"Why don't you ask Danny." I whisper.

"What?"

I turn my head to him narrowing my eyes. "Was I a bet that you would fuck the preacher's daughter, your conquest. The girl you just meet greet and screw?"

His eyes grew wide and so did my attitude.

"I maybe gullible for falling for you but I am not an idiot, cya andy."

He grip my arm tight pulling me to him. He locked the doors his gaze still on me. " Are you fucking with me! So you just think I am the guy who screwed you and just leave you?"

My gasp turn into laughter. "Do you really want me to answer that Andrew, you screwed me over, literally and apparently figuratively, so you tell me who is fucking with who now."

"Danny is my best friend, he told me I could not get you. And look at that I did. Not just fucking you but getting you. You are mine and no one else, you clear on that?"

"Are you threaten me?" I ask shocked.


"Oh sweetie," he scoffs shaking his head. "No I am promising you, I flew all the way from LA to see you, I stood in the pouring rain waiting for your phone call because I just want to talk to you without my band members interrupting like always, I came to your house, faced your dad. If I was such a man whore would you think I will do that just to get laid by a virgin! No I would of taken one of my fans bend them over."

What the fuck!

I was out of words. My mouth was dry and open On what he just said to me.

"I don't love you yet but I do want you, I do need you Gracen, even if I have to kill someone. You are mine, just mine are we understood?"

Fear spreads to me. God at the same time I am so scared yet so turned on right now.


I nod to quickly.

"Answer me." He demanded.

"I am yours." I whisper.

"Now, give me a kiss."

I leaned as his lips touched mine. "I will call you later, see you in LA."

"Will you unlock the door for me please Andrew." My voice shaking like a leaf

The lock went off and I climbed out. "Gracen."

I twirled around holding the bag tight to my body. "I miss you already." He grins.

What the fuck is going on here? Next he is satan on hell hound now he is an angel on white horse.

"See you tomorrow."

He blows me a kiss and went on his way.

My bag fell from my hands down to the ground.

I went on my knees pulling my hands up to my face.

I am getting a headache, and whiplash.

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