he’ll do anything to have her, including pressuring her to marry him in exchange for saving her parent’s church from being bulldozed. Blackmail might be a sin, but Andrew will have to atone for his transgressions later.
Ever the dutiful daughter, Charmeine sacrifices herself and reluctantly agrees to marry Andrew. Can she survive at the mercy of the man who captured her heart against her will?
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Riley placed four dresses on Charmeine’s bed and turned to her, flashing a dazzling smile. “Did you think I was taking you to Applebee’s or something? We’re going to celebrate right—at Absolution.”
Charmeine’s stomach roiled, and her pulse quickened. Absolution was an exclusive chain of nightclubs owned by long time parishioners and brothers Andrew and Simon Knight. Their grandparents Edna and Barry had raised them after the brothers’ parents had died in a tragic car accident three years before Charmeine was born.
It aggravated her to no end that parishioners who became successful, abandoned Melrose Park for greener pastures, more affluent suburbs, or even left the state altogether. The moment Andrew and Simon became well-off, they’d hightailed it to a gated community in Hinsdale, taking their grandparents with them.
Andrew and Simon dutifully brought their grandparents to services nearly every Sunday, but Charmeine felt they threw their wealth in everyone’s face with their generous tithes. Their church’s congregation consisted of primarily moderate income and blue collar workers.
It didn’t help that for some inexplicable reason she was attracted to the elder Knight brother Andrew. The thirty-seven-year-old entrepreneur with thick, inky black hair, dark chocolate colored eyes, and over six foot tall muscular frame lit Charmeine up with burning, urgent need against her will.
Andrew reminded Charmeine of the first apostle Andrew. He was the serious brother. Responsible, organized, ambitious and the visionary behind Knight Brothers Enterprises. Yet, despite his many admirable qualities, she despised everything he stood for.
“Can we go somewhere else, please?” Charmeine pushed aside the thrill that charged through her at the thought of seeing Andrew at Absolution, rather than at church. He was a temptation she needed to steer clear of.
Riley placed her hands on her hips and glared at Charmeine. “You really want to go somewhere else? You don’t want to see Andrew if he’s there?”
Charmeine scoffed and rolled her eyes. “So he can throw his success and money in our faces more than he already does? Proverbs says riches do not profit in the day of wrath, but righteousness delivers from death.”
Riley sighed. “And Proverbs also says honor the Lord with your wealth and with the first fruits of all your produce. They’ve worked hard for their success and they give generously. They’re successful businessmen with a lot to lose. They were smart to move into a gated community and you know it.”
Charmeine supposed that was true, although she didn’t know from personal experience what it was like to be rich. A pastor’s salary was far from an amount that would make anyone wealthy, and her parents donated much of their income to the church and various charitable causes.
She threw her hands up in surrender. “Okay, you win. But maybe you need to admit you want to see Simon.” Simon Knight was outgoing, an optimist, impulsive at times, but also kind, just as the apostle Simon Peter was described. He was as good looking as Andrew, with softer facial features, and nearly as tall. From what Charmeine could decipher though, he was also a ladies’ man.
A pretty blush stained Riley’s cheeks, and she shrugged. “I wouldn’t be disappointed if he was at the Hinsdale club. But enough about the Knight brothers, let’s get you dressed. Tonight is all about you.”
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