Free The Pastor's Other Woman by Denora Boone

Brian Andrews, and I am the attorney for the Rivers family. It has come to my attention that there was a change in the original bank account information that was initially verified by both your wife, Jewel Rivers Webber, and yourself. Upon further inspection, I noticed that Mrs. Webber signed the documents, but you did not. In order to make the transaction complete, I would need for you to come into my office no later than November 25, 2014. Once you have completed the signing of all documents, the transfer will be complete.
    I apologize for any inconvenience this may have caused. If you have any questions or cannot make it to my office, please, give me a call. Listed below is the number where you can reach me as well as my office address and hours of availability.
    Have a good afternoon,
                  Brian Andrews, Attorney at Law
                 
    Once Constance finished reading, I was already pacing the floor. I didn’t know what to do, and all of my plans seemed to be falling apart. This time tomorrow I should have been on an island with the love of my life and our kids, but now, I had to push my departure back.
    “Babe, stop pacing you’re making me nervous.”
    “You’re nervous?” I said with an obvious attitude.
    “Uh, yeah. Why shouldn’t I be? You are the one walking around here looking like a mad man,” she said, turning her back to me.
    Before I knew what was happening or was able to control myself, I had yoked Constance up by her throat and had her pinned against the wall. This was a side of me that no one knew but Jasmine. I stayed having to put my hands on her because her mouth was so slick, but Constance never gave me that problem. That was, until today.
    For some reason, the pressure of getting outed at church, my daughter, Avery, trying to put her mouth on a man of God, and not getting my money as planned caused me to snap.
    “Don’t you ever in your life turn your back on me when I’m talking to you. Do you understand me?” I asked through gritted teeth.
    To my surprise, the look in her eyes held no fear. It was actually kind of sexy to me when I thought about it. But what she said next changed all of that for me.
    “You better gone and kill me now because if you ever put your hands on me again I will slit your throat and cry at your funeral like a grieving widow. Now let me go.”
    The iciness of her tone, and the fire in her eyes caused me to do just what she had commanded. I stepped back and watched her walk over to the bed and get right back in the same position she was in before I read that email. There was fire still in her eyes, but the fire of anger was now replaced by the fire of lust. Her body was now the one giving out commands, and just like a few minutes before I obliged.

Chapter Fifteen
     
    Bryce
     
    Once I left my parent’s house, all I could do was drive around with no destination in sight. I didn’t want to go home and be alone with my thoughts, so driving around with my worship music on low and talking to God was what I needed. The more I talked to Him the more I felt that I was finally understanding my purpose and where I needed to be.
    Not everyone would understand what was going on, but I knew that God worked in mysterious ways, and this was all His doing. As much as it hurt Jewel to find out this way, she was stronger than she gave herself credit for. Her inner strength to me was just as sexy as her outer appearance, and I knew it was just the way God had built her. She may have thought it would take her a long time to get over this, but I doubted it. I prayed and prayed that the pain she felt would not last long for her or the girls, and that if it was God’s will He would allow me to be what they all needed.
    As crazy as all of this sounded or would look to so many people, I knew that this was what God had for my life. There are so many times we take situations into our own hands when we can clearly hear the voice of our Father in heaven