In My Father's House

In My Fathers House



Prologue

There are a couple of questions I’ve been pondering lately. What is the price of true love? Is it honesty, loyalty, or head-banging sex? What is the cost of success? Is it how much money you make or how much respect you earn? For me, Bentley Laroyce Dean, I found the answers at one of the most lavish parties I’ve ever attended.

I peddle the beautiful life and there is no better place to do that than the city of Miami. So that’s where I’ve been the last three years and that’s where I’ve discovered the answers to my questions. now before you get the wrong idea, I own a modeling agency that I was trying to make bigger than any of those in New York and Los Angeles. And this party was going to help my agency, but then I met him in that beautiful mansion. That’s when he walked into my life and everything changed.

Like most nights in Miami, it was beautiful. A perfect night for a party and even though I had a few reservations about the event, it was simply just too much money to turn down. This was the one engagement that would send my agency, Picture Perfect, soaring into the stars of Miami.

But sometimes it rains in South Florida and it is surrounded by shark-infested oceans. From the moment I stepped out of my car and handed the valet my keys, bad karma covered me tighter than the expensive suit I’d purchased for the party. The sharks it seems had come inland that night and ended up on Star Island.

It’s when seemingly simple decisions sometimes have a way of snowballing into huge catastrophes. When life becomes like a bad dream, unfolding slowly.

On that night I learned some clues to my questions, but it’s not where the daily chronicles of my life begin.

From: IN MY FATHER’S HOUSE by E. Lynn Harris, Copyright © 2010 by the author and reprinted by permission of St. Martin’s Press, LLC.