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For the Love of Anna
“Take care of your father Anna, it’s all I ask,” was her mother’s
dying wish. Anna tried her hardest, working double shifts and
getting little rest, plus her dad is an abusive alcoholic. One night
Anna is accosted in her home. Her father really did it this time,
and two loan sharks are intent on collecting a debt. They threaten
Anna’s life, want to prostitute her out to make back the money her
father owes.
Her father shows up drunk and Anna realizes she has to save
herself. Despite her injuries, she escapes. Her friend Stacy lives in
Pearl, along with two men Max and Eric Cantrell. When Anna
arrives on the ranch battered and beaten, an authoritative Sheriff,
an ex-Marine and one sexy cowboy become intent on showing her
what real love is.
But Anna is an innocent and trust will not come easy. But these
three dominant, stubborn men will do anything for the love of
Anna.
Genre:
Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys
Length:
56,304 words
FOR THE LOVE OF ANNA
Dixie Lynn Dwyer
MENAGE AMOUR
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A SIREN PUBLISHING BOOK
IMPRINT: Ménage Amour
Copyright © 2010 by Dixie Lynn Dwyer
E-book ISBN: 1-61034-085-X
First E-book Publication: November 2010
Cover design by Jinger Heaston
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DEDICATION
I would like to dedicate this book to my husband and our wild and fun
nights on the ranch.
“Love ya darling.”
FOR THE LOVE OF ANNA
DIXIE LYNN DWYER
Copyright © 2010
Chapter 1
Anna exited the commuter bus. She’d had a long, hard day at the
restaurant and couldn’t wait to get home to soak her feet. She glanced
at her watch as she walked down Main Street and 5th. It was one
o’clock in the morning. He shouldn’t be home yet, or if he were, he
was probably out cold in a drunken stupor. Anna sighed in annoyance,
then cringed. She needed to be more careful. If she made the mistake
of talking back to her old man then he would surely lash out at her
again. Hank Parker was a big, mean man, and when he was drunk, he
was out of control.
Anna was petite, and one shove from a man her father’s size
would do serious damage.
She instantly thought about last week and how she refused to give
him more money for liquor. She was tired. She had worked a month
of double shifts getting four hours of sleep a night just so she could
pay the rent and food bills. Her dad never paid the landlord. He just
pocketed the money and went out drinking. She shook her head at the
thought. It made her so damn angry because she was the one working
her ass off to support them. Meanwhile, he didn’t do shit!
She released an exasperated sigh as the anger dissipated. What
good would it do her to get upset all over again?
Haven’t I learned my
lesson about talking back to my old man?
Flashbacks of that fight
entered her mind. She would always remember every hit and every
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painful word her father inflicted upon her. She wiped a stray tear from
her eye, demanding no more to follow. But the memory of the last
fight fought its way to her mind. His face, his slurred speech, and the
way he looked at her as if she was the most disgusting and terrible
daughter alive, sent chills through her body.
When she accused him of taking the money for drinking, he
backhanded her across the cheek and sent her flying into the wall. She
was dazed for a few seconds, or at least it felt like that, and when she
opened her eyes, her dad was consoling her.
Does he love me?
She knew alcoholism was a disease, one that
takes over a person, even those with the kindest hearts. When she
thought about it, her father had never been kind. Drunk or sober, he
hit her.
She gulped so hard it hurt her throat. She should listen to her best
friend Stacy and just leave. Stacy offered a place to stay out in Texas,
but Anna didn’t want her pity, and she knew her dad needed her. He
hadn’t worked in over three years, and her paychecks paid the rent
and the groceries.
She promised Momma.
Her vision blurred as the tears stung her eyes. Anna focused on
getting home and sleeping as long as she possibly could.
* * * *
Their crappy apartment complex was just around the corner. Anna
had paid the landlord yesterday, so she didn’t have to use the back
entrance to avoid seeing him.
Thoughts of a hot bath filled her head as she entered the front
door. There was no security, hardly any working lights, and the place
reeked of garbage.
As she ascended the stairs, her stomach began to quiver. She was
frightened of her father, and the anticipation of his state if he was
home was getting the best of her.
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Quit worrying and move faster, she told herself as she reached the
third floor.
Anna reached her door and placed the key in the lock. It had been
left unlocked, and she cursed her dad under her breath. When would
he learn to stop drinking and gambling and just be her father? She was
tired of being the responsible one, and she was only twenty-three.
As she entered the apartment, she closed the door and threw her
purse onto the couch.
“We’ve been waiting for you, little Parker.”
Anna screamed and jumped backward at the deep voice. Two
strange men in suits stood in front of her.
Instinct kicked in, and she bolted for the door.
Large, solid hands wrapped around her waist and easily lifted her
off her feet and back in front of the other man. She didn’t recognize
either of them.
“Let me go!” she screamed, and the man holding her covered her
mouth with his hand. He held her like a rag doll. It was useless to
fight him, and she knew it. Both of them were mean and ugly,
standing at over six feet tall.
She kicked and squirmed until he pressed his body against hers,
holding her still.
“Quit fighting, little Parker.”
She calmed down and waited to hear what they wanted.
“Good girl,” he whispered next to her ear. The smell of liquor and
cigarette smoke made her cringe in disgust. The other man moved
closer.
He had a shadow of a beard and dark eyes, but it was the evil
within them that showed perfectly, causing her to tremble in fear.
“We’re not going to hurt you,” he whispered before gliding his
thumb across her bottom lip. She noticed the square, shiny ring
covered in many small diamonds on his pinky finger. That had to
have cost a fortune.
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“Yet,” whispered the man behind her, holding her closer, he was
practically crushing her ribs.
“Where’s your old man?”
“I…I don’t know.” She shook with fear at the way the man in
front of her stared at her body. The man behind her squeezed her
tighter.
“Please, you’re hurting me,” she whimpered as he chuckled
behind her. His hot breath burned against her hair.
“I’m only going to ask you this once. Now be a good girl and tell
us where your father is?”
“I don’t know. I swear I don’t know.”
He stared at her as if contemplating whether he believed her or
not.
She prayed he did. She prayed that they wouldn’t touch her or hurt
her.
“He owes us thirty thousand plus interest. He’s way behind in his
payments, and time is up.”
