Lilac Temptress
“Honey, I think that man is obsessed with you, and he
wouldn’t be the first. He gave me more than a girl makes here in a
night in cold hard cash. I can’t deny that kind of money. Besides,
look at him. Are you blind? I thought I was doing you a
favor.”
    “ You have lost your mind,
Adrienne!” Sierra’s voice became so high pitched, that her words
scratched her throat. She noticed some of the other girls in the
room giggling at her reaction.
    “ You know I’m not going to
sleep with him. Did you tell him that? Did you tell him that he
wasted his money?”
    “ If you sleep with him,
I’ll give you every last cent Sierra—honest.” Adrienne smiled,
while crossing her heart with her fingertips.
    “ Well every cent should be
mine regardless, don’t you think? You shouldn’t be teasing me like
this. You’ve just handed me over to some stranger. Wil won’t like
this. And—”
    “ And what Wil doesn’t know
won’t hurt him,” Adrienne interjected, her voice changing from
good-humored to pure business. “Sierra, you are young woman. You
have needs and desires, and not just the fancies you have about
leaving this town. Real needs, honey, that only a man can satisfy.”
Adrienne touched Sierra’s cheek briefly.
    “ It’s about time you
experience a man, and it will be better if that man is a handsome
stranger, and not one of the no-good scoundrels here in this little
town who talk too much. Indeed, he looks like a fine lover, and
with that intoxicating voice that he’s got… I almost came while
talking with him. I wouldn’t think twice about bedding him if I
were you.”
    “ How dare you suggest it,”
Sierra’s mouth drew together in a tight line as she turned her head
from Adrienne, trying to suppress images of Drake’s undressed body,
hard-pressed against hers.
    Adrienne sighed. “Okay, honey, so
don’t do nothing at all. Entertain him long enough so that you get
to keep all his money. Don’t you need it? I know you’ve been
secretly saving to escape Jadesville,” Adrienne lifted her
brow.
    “ What kind of respectable
man would pursue an unfamiliar woman into a brothel?” Sierra asked
in dismay, blinking at Adrienne—doubt coursing her mind.
    “ He looked surprised to be
here, honey. I don’t think he usually finds his women in this sort
of place. Not a man like him,” Adrienne breathed. “Not a man who
just might really be God’s gift to women.”
    “ You’ve got him all figured
out, haven’t you, Adrienne? What if he intends to maul me?” Sierra
snapped.
    Adrienne roared
hysterically despite the disgust on Sierra’s face. “He will not
handle you roughly. He will respect your wishes. I know men, honey,
and I know his type. No doubt another one of Morgan’s men sent out
to convince Wil to sell?” Adrienne arched her
brows— what other reason would he have to
be here?
    Sierra nodded in agreement before
responding, “Well, I don’t need his money, and I despise you for
this,” she said, giving Adrienne a foul look before heading for the
stairs.
    “ But I love you, darlin.”
Adrienne fanned bills across her fingertips, wondering just how
Sierra was going to make it through the night with Mr.
McCalister.
     
     

Chapter 3
     
    “ Understand this, Mr.
McCalister. I am no whore!” Sierra slammed her bedroom door behind
her, fuming as she assessed the larger than life gentleman sitting
a few feet away. He seemed bemused by her outrage as he thumbed
through a book he’d plucked from her bookshelf. He was beautiful
she acknowledged, but clearly delusional if he imagined that she
could be bought at any price. She grabbed a small, stuffed
red-haired doll off her dresser, and sat on the edge of her unmade
bed, feeling as if she were sitting on pins and needles, across
from Drake.
    For a time, neither of them said a
word, only heightening Sierra’s discomfort and giving her time to
fully assess the mess that was her boudoir. Costumes were scattered
all over the floor. Jars of

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