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Betrayal: Storms of Desire 1
Betrayal: Storms of Desire 1
Betrayal: Storms of Desire 1
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SHE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO ACCEPT BEING BETRAYED, BUT THEN HE COMES
HE IS THE CALM IN THE EYE OF HER STORM

A violent tropical storm is nearing Key West, and Joy, a young waitress, worries for her love, Brian, who may be out at sea.

Unable to reach her boyfriend by phone, uncertainty lashes at Joy because he may still be out at sea and possibly battling the impending hurricane—or he may be anchored and safe somewhere else. She has no way of knowing.

Joy's friends can't seem to help her to stop worrying about Brian. But a new customer who arrives at Joy’s restaurant, a handsome and charming southerner by the name of Derrick, allows Joy's worrying mind to get a much-needed break. Yet, is it her mind that gets a break, or will it be her heart as well?

The storm eventually passes, and in its wake, Joy learns of a shocking betrayal by two people she trusts the most.

Does love conquer all? Can Joy forgive, or will the truth send her rushing into the arms of the one who deserves her more? And who is that one exactly?

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READER ADVISORY: This story contains contents that some reader may find objectionable, including sex and erotic themes.
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After the show, Derrick suddenly felt a surge of anxiety as he realized there was no further reason for Joy to hang out with him. Was it possible she might be feeling the same way?

“So, that was fun,” she said innocently.

“So, is that it?” asked Derrick.

“What do you mean?” Joy asked, knowing very well what he meant.

“I mean, so is that it? Like, we walk off into the night and pretend that there wasn’t something between us? A spark?” Derrick implored. “Something?”

Joy knew exactly what he was talking about, but wasn’t close enough to identifying her own feelings and acknowledging his. She felt something about this guy she had just met, but all of her experience in Key West warned her that he was only here for a few days. That anything and everything he said was designed to provide one more memorable experience in his one-week vacation.

And then he was off to wherever it was he came from.

“I love you” could mean “I want to fuck you.” “I want to be with you forever” could mean “I want to be with you forever, at least until my flight back to Iowa in a week.”

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LanguageEnglish
PublisherSandra Ross
Release dateMar 20, 2015
ISBN9781310736209
Betrayal: Storms of Desire 1

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    Joy had a lucky escape ? Brian was a Pig ,a man whore he slept with Anna Maria, Stormy the bitch ?????here comes the best part Stormy the Whore had STD ,the Trichomonas infection ?so does the Brian and other makes she slept with ? the best part Joy found Derrick , thank God,she kicked Brian out ? I love this book now?she insulted Stormy before everyone and left? Stormy the Slut won't be enjoying cheating and God is great!!!

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Betrayal - Eve Albright

Betrayal

By Eve Albright

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Chapter One

JOY WAS SITTING on the upper level of the Schooner Wharf in Key West. From there, one got an amazing view of the marina, and further away, the sea.

The marina was adjacent to the keysie oyster bar. The place opened for breakfast and closed at around four in the morning, every day. It took the bar's staff two hours to prep for opening, and roughly the same amount of time to close. Schooner Wharf was as much a local hang out as it was a de rigeur tourist must-see for anyone visiting the Florida Keys. It was a landmark place; part of the Conch Republic. Inside was live music, a resident magician, a well-stocked bar, amazing food, a hand-made cigar roller, and a souvenir shop.

Needless to say, Schooner Wharf was an integral part of the commercial paradise called Key West.

As she looked out past the moored vessels and into the vast inky grayish-green waters of the ocean, a single tear cascaded down her beautiful young cheek. Only one blue eye leaked a tear, thereby ruining her mascara and spoiling an otherwise perfectly made-up face.

Down below, Raven, the evening's entertainer, was singing her version of a Johnny Cash original. The speakers' volume was set to low. However, it allowed for whispering couples to hear one another.

She knew that she shouldn't stay up there long-she was on the clock, after all. Eric, the openly gay night manager, was a friend and a really good guy. He wouldn't give her a hard time. She just needed a minute or two, even though in reality, it had already been ten.

And as she gazed out into the darkness, she absentmindedly caressed the fairly recent tattoo on her left upper arm. The tattoo was of two interlocking hearts, with Bryan, her boyfriend's name, printed inside one heart, and Joy, her own name, printed in the other.

Getting the tattoo didn't really hurt that much. There was just this quick, zapping sensation. But it itched like crazy for a couple of weeks after. Now, it did not hurt anymore, but she unconsciously caressed her arm as she looked out into the sea and worried about Brian.

The approaching storm sent an odor of musky dank sea salt water ahead of it. The smell stank of fetid, wet slime while decayed sediment filled the air. It seemed to announce the force of the storm and warned every one of its power and might. Anything within its path could be destroyed. Realizing this, Joy worried that Bryan could get hurt. At twenty-nine to her twenty-five, he was a commercial fisherman out on a charter since early that morning and had not yet returned.

Or at least he had not let her know yet that he had gotten back. As worried as she was, the idea that he had returned and not contacted her was even more upsetting.

They hadn't exactly been getting along recently, but he wouldn't just let her worry like this, would he? Oh man, she would be pissed if he was at some strip bar spending money on some ho while she was working her ass off and worrying about him.

Then she found herself wanting that to be the case-in the very least he was safe, strip bar notwithstanding. Instead of out there, at sea, and in the middle of a storm.

Sure, she would pretend to be mad, would give him a hard time, but not too hard of a time. As long as he was safe.

Joy sensed motion behind her and turned to see Eric coming up just as a loud clap of thunder boomed, causing the old, poorly-constructed upper deck to rattle. Joy gasped and clutched her chest. The lightning flash that followed illuminated her manager/friend in an eerie light. He was a handsome man of about 33 years, with blond hair and a tight body. For an instant, he looked like an apparition from a Stephen King novel.

"Are you all

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