Chapters (34)
- Water Dragon
- Charlene Hartnady
- Contents
- Copyright
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- About the Author
- Also by Charlene Hartnady
- Excerpt
Here we go again. Ellis was about to play the guilt card. She’d had enough of him and his bullshit. “I told you plenty of times. I explained things very carefully. When I agreed to our terms it was under the strict condition that it was a short term thing. I can’t do this anymore.”
“Why the hell not? Do you know how many women would love to be in your shoes? They would kill. Look at you.” He waved his hand in front of her. “Designer digs… the best tits money can buy… you drive a—”
“None of it matters.”
“Come on, Candy.” He sounded exasperated. “You have two clients.” He held up two fingers. “Two, god dammit. One of them can’t get it up and the other would prefer to have you on his arm than on the end of his dick, you get money for jam.”
“It’s soul destroying. I wasn’t put on this earth to entertain wealthy men… even if they are good guys… I have a greater purpose.” She wasn’t sure exactly what that purpose was but getting a degree would be a good start.
Ellis laughed. It was a nasty sneer, devoid of any type of humor. “You are a fine piece of ass that can suck dick like—”
Candy didn’t know what came over her. She hit him across the face. There was a cracking sound as her palm hit his cheek. It felt good.
Damn him.
She’d had enough of Ellis and his remarks. He pretended to respect her but the truth was that he said what he had to, to keep her happy. His eyes narrowed, his face flushed from anger. It was times like this when his true colors were revealed and they were selfish and nasty.
Candy wanted nothing more to do with him or his escort agency. She had enough money saved to survive, frugally, for the next few years. Hopefully it would be enough to see her through medical school. Even if she had to get a job waiting tables or cleaning toilets. She didn’t care what it took. She would stand on her own two feet and make a go at life.
The slap was hard enough to sting and she fought the urge to rub her hands together. Ellis didn’t move a muscle for a half a second. In that moment, she was tempted to apologize. She bit the inside of her cheek to keep from doing it. He deserved it. She wasn’t taking it back even though she knew there would be repercussions.