For the Love of Anna

226 Pages·2011·0.78 MB·English

by  Lynn Dwyer Dixie

For the Love of Anna
“Take care of your father Anna, it’s all I ask,” was her mother’s dying wish.
Anna tried her hardest, working double shifts and getting little rest, plus her dad
is an abusive alcoholic. One night Anna is accosted in her home. Her father
really did it this time, and two loan sharks are intent on collecting a debt. They
threaten Anna’s life, want to prostitute her out to make back the money her
father owes.
Her father shows up drunk and Anna realizes she has to save herself. Despite her
Her father shows up drunk and Anna realizes she has to save herself. Despite her
injuries, she escapes. Her friend Stacy lives in Pearl, along with two men Max
and Eric Cantrell. When Anna arrives on the ranch battered and beaten, an
authoritative Sheriff, an ex-Marine and one sexy cowboy become intent on
showing her what real love is.
But Anna is an innocent and trust will not come easy. But these three dominant,
stubborn men will do anything for the love of Anna.
Genre: Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys Length:
56,304 words

FOR THE LOVE OF ANNA
Dixie Lynn Dwyer
MENAGE AMOUR
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FOR THE LOVE OF ANNA
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DEDICATION
I would like to dedicate this book to my husband and our wild and fun nights on
the ranch.
“Love ya darling.”

FOR THE LOVE OF ANNA DIXIE LYNN DWYER
Copyright © 2010
Chapter 1
Anna exited the commuter bus. She’d had a long, hard day at the restaurant and
couldn’t wait to get home to soak her feet. She glanced at her watch as she
walked down Main Street and 5th. It was one o’clock in the morning. He
shouldn’t be home yet, or if he were, he was probably out cold in a drunken
stupor. Anna sighed in annoyance, then cringed. She needed to be more careful.
If she made the mistake of talking back to her old man then he would surely lash
out at her again. Hank Parker was a big, mean man, and when he was drunk, he
was out of control.
Anna was petite, and one shove from a man her father’s size would do serious
damage.
She instantly thought about last week and how she refused to give him more
money for liquor. She was tired. She had worked a month of double shifts
getting four hours of sleep a night just so she could pay the rent and food bills.
Her dad never paid the landlord. He just pocketed the money and went out
drinking. She shook her head at the thought. It made her so damn angry because
she was the one working her ass off to support them. Meanwhile, he didn’t do
shit!
She released an exasperated sigh as the anger dissipated. What good would it do
her to get upset all over again? Haven’t I learned my lesson about talking back
to my old man? Flashbacks of that fight entered her mind. She would always
remember every hit and every
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painful word her father inflicted upon her. She wiped a stray tear from her eye,
demanding no more to follow. But the memory of the last fight fought its way to
her mind. His face, his slurred speech, and the way he looked at her as if she was
the most disgusting and terrible daughter alive, sent chills through her body.
When she accused him of taking the money for drinking, he backhanded her
across the cheek and sent her flying into the wall. She was dazed for a few
across the cheek and sent her flying into the wall. She was dazed for a few
seconds, or at least it felt like that, and when she opened her eyes, her dad was
consoling her.
Does he love me? She knew alcoholism was a disease, one that takes over a
person, even those with the kindest hearts. When she thought about it, her father
had never been kind. Drunk or sober, he hit her.
She gulped so hard it hurt her throat. She should listen to her best friend Stacy
and just leave. Stacy offered a place to stay out in Texas, but Anna didn’t want
her pity, and she knew her dad needed her. He hadn’t worked in over three years,
and her paychecks paid the rent and the groceries.
She promised Momma.
Her vision blurred as the tears stung her eyes. Anna focused on getting home and
sleeping as long as she possibly could.
Their crappy apartment complex was just around the corner. Anna had paid the
landlord yesterday, so she didn’t have to use the back entrance to avoid seeing
him.
Thoughts of a hot bath filled her head as she entered the front door. There was
no security, hardly any working lights, and the place reeked of garbage.
As she ascended the stairs, her stomach began to quiver. She was frightened of
her father, and the anticipation of his state if he was home was getting the best of
her.

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Dixie Lynn Dwyer Quit worrying and move faster, she told herself as she
reached the third floor.
Anna reached her door and placed the key in the lock. It had been left unlocked,
and she cursed her dad under her breath. When would he learn to stop drinking
and gambling and just be her father? She was tired of being the responsible one,
and she was only twenty-three.
As she entered the apartment, she closed the door and threw her purse onto the
couch.
“We’ve been waiting for you, little Parker.”
Anna screamed and jumped backward at the deep voice. Two strange men in
suits stood in front of her.
Instinct kicked in, and she bolted for the door.
Large, solid hands wrapped around her waist and easily lifted her off her feet
and back in front of the other man. She didn’t recognize either of them.
“Let me go!” she screamed, and the man holding her covered her mouth with his
hand. He held her like a rag doll. It was useless to fight him, and she knew it.
Both of them were mean and ugly, standing at over six feet tall.
She kicked and squirmed until he pressed his body against hers, holding her still.
“Quit fighting, little Parker.”
She calmed down and waited to hear what they wanted.
“Good girl,” he whispered next to her ear. The smell of liquor and cigarette
smoke made her cringe in disgust. The other man moved closer.
He had a shadow of a beard and dark eyes, but it was the evil within them that
showed perfectly, causing her to tremble in fear.
“We’re not going to hurt you,” he whispered before gliding his thumb across her
bottom lip. She noticed the square, shiny ring covered in many small diamonds
on his pinky finger. That had to have cost a fortune.

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“Yet,” whispered the man behind her, holding her closer, he was practically
crushing her ribs.