Free Delilah by Shelia M. Goss

What was he thinking? Calvin was no match for Delilah. Sending someone over to clean up his mess would set her off.
    Samson dialed Calvin’s number. “Don’t confront Delilah. Just have my back if something goes down.”
    â€œAre you sure?”
    â€œPositive,” Samson responded as he twirled his chair around to face the window. Samson hung up the phone and dropped his head as he prayed for another solution.

Chapter 15
    William was the last person Delilah wanted to see. She wondered if she should ignore his knock and pretend she wasn’t home. William shouted from the other side of the door. “I know you’re in there, so you might as well open the door.” He beat on the door again.
    Knowing if she didn’t answer he would come back, Delilah decided it was best to deal with him now and get it over with, so she opened the door. “William, good to see you.” Delilah moved to the side and allowed him to enter.
    â€œYour preacher man is a hard one to crack,” he said. His six foot two inch frame towered over her as they walked to her living room.
    â€œTold you it isn’t as easy as you think it should be.”
    William picked up a few of her figurines. “I don’t want you to do anything else until after the wedding. Once he’s married, he’ll have more to lose if he’s caught in an affair with you.”
    Delilah wasn’t too sure she liked William’s plan. Threatening Samson with the video didn’t give her the results she wanted. When Samson left her house earlier, she had a long talk with Keisha. Keisha reasoned with her, and although Delilah didn’t completely agree with her, Keisha had a point. Delilah had to let him go—let him go and see for himself that marrying Julia would be a mistake.
    â€œSo are you down? If so, I’ll throw in another $25,000. Half now and the other half with the other money I owe you,” William said.
    â€œI really like Samson. I don’t want to see him hurt.”
    William touched her chin and tilted her face so she would be facing him. “If he cared about you, and I mean really cared about you, he would not be leaving your bed to go marry some other woman. Your allegiance is to the wrong man.”
    Before she could blink, William’s lips were on top of hers. She pushed him away. “Stop. What’s gotten into you? I can’t believe you kissed me.” Delilah wiped her lips with the back of her hand.
    â€œSweet Dee. You’ll be calling me when the good Rev. is no longer taking care of your womanly needs.”
    Delilah rolled her eyes. “I would rather be celibate than sleep with you.”
    â€œBe careful what you say now. I am your boss.” William’s signature laugh sounded throughout the room.
    â€œBoss or no boss, I will not sleep with you.”
    â€œGood. Because I want you to stop playing around and sleep with Samson.” William removed a stack of money from his jacket pocket. “Here’s the down payment.”
    â€œI’m not a whore.” Delilah didn’t take the money.
    â€œWell, according to my sources, you used to drop it like it’s hot every night at The X Spot.”
    â€œI’m a changed woman. You know that.”
    William placed the money in her hand. “I know that I’ve invested a lot of money in this shopping center project, and you, my dear, are going to close it for me. I’ll be in touch.”
    Delilah remained in the same spot until she heard the front door close. “I hate you William,” she yelled as she removed the money from the paper wrapper and counted it.
    She promised Keisha she would let things be, but William’s offer to pay her more money drew her back in. William could be so persuasive when he wanted to be. She would not let William win this round. She loved Samson, and she would not allow him to destroy her one and only love—even if it meant forfeiting any