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Lacey’s legs gave way; she slumped against Evan. She couldn’t believe he’d recognized her. Her thoughts turned to Jack waiting in the back alley for her. She’d promised to leave if there was any trouble, and she’d tried. There was no way she could run; she couldn’t even stand.

Evan kept his arm around her waist to support her. He hooked his finger under her chin and raised her face. “I’ve been looking for you.” He slyly smiled raising her off the ground and throwing her limp body over his shoulder.

“Put me down!” Lacey screeched as her long brown hair fell messily over her face. Gripping onto his shirt she punched his back as he carried her along the corridor towards the bar.

“Calm down!” Evan bellowed as he flung the bar door open and took her over to the partitioned private corner of the room. He plonked her onto a plush cream leather sofa. “Don’t you dare move!” He growled walking away.

Lacey rolled her head back, trying to control her breathing; she thought she was going to have a heart attack any second. “Mike!” Evan called as he made his way across the bar. “I don’t want to be disturbed,” he ordered reaching for a bottle of Weller and placing it on a tray with two glasses.

The feeling was slowly coming back to Lacey’s legs when Evan returned to the booth. He placed the tray on the small wooden table in front of her and closed the thick burgundy privacy curtain.

Lacey shuffled to the edge of the sofa when Evan sat on it. “Well, Lacey,” he said pouring a drink. “Did you think I wouldn’t recognize you after the other night?” He asked passing her a whiskey.

Lacey didn’t answer. Taking the drink from him, she knocked it back and flopped back on the sofa choking at the strength of it.

Evan choked a little laugh. “Can you tell me, how you go from being a street urchin to working here in two nights?”

“Rachael told me she had a date tonight,” Lacey mumbled trying her hardest not to choke again. “She paid me to do her shift.”

“Rachael, a date?” Evan laughed pouring another drink. “She was going to be my fuck tonight, that’s all.” He said passing her another drink. “How much did she pay you to do this shift for her?” he curiously asked.

“She offered me twenty pounds, but I got thirty out of her.” Lacey proudly stated knocking her drink back again; this time it didn’t burn her throat so bad.

“Have you ever done this type of work before?” Evan asked looking at her with amusement.

“No, I thought I was just going to be a waitress,” Lacey answered beginning to feel a little relaxed watching Evan pour another drink.

“Would you like another drink?” he asked.

Lacey shook her head as she shuffled around the sofa making herself comfortable.

Evan loosened his tie as he relaxed back on the sofa, thinking how attractive the dainty, brown-eyed urchin sitting in front of him was. “Do you know who I am?”

“Yes, you’re Evan Durber.” Lacey nodded wondering when he’d bring up the subject of the night in the alley. “But I didn’t know that until tonight.”

Evan’s brows raised with surprise. “You’ve never heard my name before!”

“No,” She laughed moving her messy hair from her face. “Can I have another drink please?” She asked pointing to the whiskey in front of them.

Evan sensed Lacey was beginning to relax around him. He poured her another whiskey and passed it to her. “Don’t you drink wine?” he curiously asked.

“Only the cheap stuff,” Lacey answered feeling a little tipsy as she took a sip of her drink. “But if you don’t mind, I’ll stick to drinking this fine, expensive whiskey.” She cheekily grinned raising her glass to him.

Evan watched the girl with great interest. Being with her was a refreshing change from any of the other girls he spent time with. They all knew who he was; they would bitch and fight with each other for his attention. But Lacey didn’t have a clue who he was, and she was just being herself. He didn’t want to scare her away but had to ask her about the night in the alley. “I need to know, have you told the police what you saw the other night?”

“No, I haven’t!” Lacey frowned. “And I never will; it’s nothing to do with me.”

Evan leaned forward tilting his head. “Have you told anyone?”

Lacey’s thoughts turned to Jack, she’d told him, but she didn’t want to get him involved. “No, I haven’t.” She answered looking him straight in the eyes. “It’s like I said, it’s nothing to do with me, or anyone else.”

Evan was impressed and curious to know more about her. He rubbed his face with both hands, poured another drink, and relaxed on the sofa. “Did you know the girls here can earn up to five hundred pounds a night; sometimes more?”

“What!” She gasped staring wide-eyed at him.

“Yes,” Evan laughed. “But that would have to come with one hell of a good fuck.” He said leaning closer to her. “Now listen to me. If you stay here and talk with me, I will give you five hundred for your time.”

“W what, y you will give me that just to talk to you!” she stuttered.

Evan pulled his wallet out of his jacket pocket and counted five hundred pounds. He placed it on the table in front of her and then glanced at his watch. “There you go, it’s ten-thirty now; you can take that off the table at three.”

Lacey puffed her cheeks as she stared at Evan. Is this man for real, she thought? She didn’t know if she could trust him, but she needed the money. It was only one night; she wouldn’t have to see him again after this. Without answering, she held her glass out to him to pour her another drink.

“Well?” He asked pouring her another drink.

“Ok,” Lacey nervously swallowed. “I’ll stay here and talk, but I’m not going to have sex with you.”

“Ok, whatever you say.” He laughed holding his hands up as if to surrender.

Lacey knocked her drink back and flopped backward on the sofa; she couldn’t believe he was paying her so much money to just talk. She hoped he wasn’t playing her. Feeling a little drunk, she needed something to settle her empty stomach. If she carried on drinking with him, she was worried that he would take advantage of her. “Can I have something to eat please?”

“What would you like?” Evan smiled.

Lacey thought for a few seconds. “Can I have a steak sandwich?” her mouth watered at the thought of it. “With fried onions.”

“You can have the whole damn menu if you want.” Evan reached for the curtain and called Mike. “Would you like a dessert too?”

Lacey’s eyes widened. “Can I have chocolate cake?”

Evan nodded and asked Mike to call the kitchen with Lacey’s order.


For the rest of the night, Evan couldn’t quite get his head around Lacey. He was surprised at how much he was enjoying her company. She sat cross-legged on the sofa in her shorts and t-shirt, drinking his favorite whiskey, straight. He watched her devour her steak sandwich and chocolate cake in minutes like she hadn’t had a proper meal in her life. She talked to him like he was just another man off the street. Any other girl that accompanied him, wanted champagne and dining in fancy restaurants, they spoke total shite and would agree with anything he said.

As the night wore on, they sat and talked about everything and anything. He asked her about her life and how she came to be homeless. She told him that her mother was a drug addict and had died of an overdose when she was fifteen. She had never known her father and had no family to go to. Social services came to take her away, but she ran off and had lived on the streets for nearly six years. She shoplifted clothes and food and worked low-paid cash-in-hand jobs to survive. Evan loved how open she was about her life; she made no excuses for what she did to survive. He asked her where she saw herself in years to come, the coldness that he saw in her eyes the night he met her in the alley returned when she answered. Telling him, that she lived one day at a time, there were no opportunities for people like her to improve their way of life.

When Lacey asked Evan questions about him, he told her, he was paying for her time. He got to ask the questions, not her.

Their time together flew by and the next thing they knew, it was three in the morning.

“Well, my times up now.” Evan nodded towards the table where the money was. “Take it, it’s yours.”

Lacey sighed with relief, she thought he wouldn’t let her take it. Taking the money off the table, she rolled it and slipped it into her jeans pocket. “Thank you.” She smiled as she turned to leave.

Evan watched Lacey walking away, for some strange reason, he didn’t want her to leave. He rushed after her, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, and pulled her close to him. “I’ll double that money if you stay with me for the rest of the night, in my bed.” He quietly spoke.

Lacey closed her eyes and shuddered as a hot tingle ran down her spine. The heat of his body felt incredible, but she wasn’t going to let him have his way. “I’m nobody’s fuck.” She said placing her hands on his to move them.

“Next time then, Lacey Jackson.” He whispered in her ear.

Lacey slowly shook her head as she moved his hands away from her and slid the privacy curtain open.

Evan rubbed his face with both hands, feeling confused as he watched Lacey walk away. Never in his life had he met anyone like her. She’d stirred something in him, and he didn’t know what it was, but what he did know, was that he wanted to see her again.




Submitted: April 11, 2016

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I hope his other plans for her, whatever they are, isn't whoring her out! Your not a good drug dealer if you use up your own profits or like in this case the people around you too! Great Chapter!

Wed, June 1st, 2016 3:14pm


His plans for her are slowly going to be revealed through the chapters but as he gets to know her he does have second thoughts and thank you

Wed, June 1st, 2016 2:04pm


he has a very....kind side for a crime lord, at least for now it seems, I hope Lacey gives him hell for a while :D

Thu, June 16th, 2016 12:59am


Hi is infatuated with her, and believe me, she will give him a hard time lol :)

Thu, June 16th, 2016 4:09am

Scarlett Rae

The kidnap/resistance genre is rampant on here (yes I have one too so I'm not saying it's a bad thing haha) but your characters make this unique. I'm looking forward to seeing how you put your spin on it.

Wed, August 31st, 2016 5:43pm

Amy F. Turner

Oh my word! Little did she know... there's nothing more scary than those words! Eeeekkkk! Oh Kitty you have got some kind of drama going on here! Love it!

Mon, February 20th, 2017 7:27pm


Thank you, I love drama lol, Lacey will get scared now, she's lost control of her life now :)

Mon, February 20th, 2017 3:02pm


Evan and Jude seemed cut out from the same cloth. I'm loving them both.

Fri, April 14th, 2017 10:21am


They both are, they are men that get what they want :)

Fri, April 14th, 2017 9:31am

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