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In Love with the preacher

Vanessa Jordan, who had faced every horrible thing the universe could throw at her. From being chased by a perverted stalker, to losing a job she finally got for something she didn't do. And as if that wasn't enough, she found out a horrifying secret about her long-time boyfriend. Losing her parents at a very young age had made her given up on God, to her he didn't exist, and if he did he just didn't care about her. And now she's giving up on love too. But everything changes when she meets THE PREACHER... A man who had also had his fair share of sorrows and pains from the past, together with his lovely daughter, they will teach Vanessa what it means to trust once again, and most importantly, how to love again. But the question remains, can Vanessa who hates God more than anything learn to love a preacher... Excerpt In the next minute, Vanessa found herself tumbling into the well. "Miss, MISS! Are you okay??" The all too familiar voice called out to her, striking panic through her whole body. Why did he always ask her that question? Why was she not always okay when he saw her? He always met her at her lowest point. And this is the lowest of the lowest. "YES!! I MEAN NO. NO I'm not okay... Don't come any closer." She shouted at the top of her lungs. "Don't worry miss, I'll get you out of there..." He assured. "NO!!!" She screamed. "Don't look into the well please." "Lady what are you saying? I'll get you out of there! Or do you want to drown in a well??" He said almost angrily. "NO. Please don't_ I'm... I'm naked." She said out loud. "I'm completely naked, I'm not wearing anything, my towel got caught up as I fell, now I am bollock naked so don't come any closer." PS. The Preacher doesn't come into full view until chapter 27... So hold on to your phones and tabs, cause it's gonna be a crazy read.

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162 Chs

85. You've always loved him...

Now, she stood there looking at the young man whose back was turned to her. Why was his back always turned to her she wondered. But how could someone look so perfect from behind. He looked like a nicely carved statue sitting in one position. 

She straightened her PJ with her hands not that they were rough anyways but she just unconsciously did it. Clearing her throat over and over again. To make sure she had the right voice to talk to her chef idol. 

Slowly she dragged her feet towards him, counting every breath that she took as she moved closer to him. She now stood directly behind him, but was confused. Should she say something, he had earpieces plugged in so even though she said something he might not hear her. So should she tap his shoulder instead. But would it not be rude to just tap him. He obviously wanted to have an alone time that's why he was up here. What if she was trespassing and he got angry at her.