Title: Part 1:
Tatiana
Author: Rose Flynn
Series: Broken Winged Angel Series
Genre: Thriller/ Dark Romance
Publisher: Self Published
Release Date: June 21 2018
Edition/Format:
Blurb/Synopsis:
When nursing student Jane graduated a semester early and
returned home for Christmas break she expected to spend the time visiting her
depressed mother, who developed a nasty drug habit after the death of Jane’s
father. Jane was instead greeted by her mother being held at gunpoint by her
drug dealer “Big Daddy.” In a desperate attempt to save her mother’s life, Jane
agrees to work off her mother’s debt as one of Big Daddy’s “entertainers.”
In an instant, Big Daddy has taken everything from Jane
including her family, her name and her freedom. As Jane adjusts to her new life
as Tatiana, the sex worker, she desperately attempts to hold on to her
identity, dignity and any semblance of safety or normalcy. She struggles to
navigate the dynamics of living and working with the other girls and how best
to cope with servicing the club patrons. Will Jane survive and continue to
recognize the woman she sees in the mirror each day?
Zach closed the door. It helped to muffle the sounds of the
club so we could speak at a decent volume.
“Zach, I—”
He stepped towards me and wrapped both arms around me. He
pulled me into his chest, “You scared me. You were bleeding, and crying and you
just passed out,” he said.
“I’m sorry,” I said. I wrapped my arms around his torso as
well. After a few more seconds he pulled back and held me by my waist. He
leaned in and he kissed me. I pushed my mouth back into his a little more
firmly. He pushed back. I felt his tongue graze my lower lip. I bit down on his
lower lip before I let him slide his tongue into my mouth. He pulled my body
closer to his. He felt warm. I slid my hands up his chest and over his
shoulders. He stepped back with me towards the desk. I perched on its edge. He pushed
himself between my legs. I felt his warm hands move from my bared stomach down
onto my hips. He moved one hand onto my thigh and pushed it up under my skirt.
He caressed my inner and outer thigh. All the while we remained kissing, now
with both our tongues moving against each other. He was the first to break from
our lip lock.
“You wanted my help?” he asked.
“Yeah with my hand,” I said.
I had to catch my breath.
He lifted my hand and untied the knot. He unraveled it slowly and tossed
the dishrag into the waste barrel when it was completely unwound. He pulled
gauze and medical tape from the kit. He poured hydrogen peroxide onto one of
the gauze pads. I pulled my hand back a little anticipating the sting. Zach
reached out and took my hand and gingerly pressed the wet pad onto my wound.
“This kind of reminds me of your first night on the job,” he
said.
“Oh yeah! You did bring out the first aid kit didn’t you?”
“Yeah. I totally wanted to take care of you too,” he said.
“What do you mean?” I asked.
He moved his hand over the spot on my leg where a small pink
scar laid, “What guy in their right mind would want to miss a chance of playing
doctor with you. Plus I thought you were really cute. I wanted to get into your
good graces,” he said.
“Why? So I wouldn’t tell Big Daddy you were dealing drugs to
us?”
“Well there is that, but I also enjoy being able to do
this,” he said as he leaned into me and kissed me once more.
