trying hard to hold on to the memories fading like ghost ships in her mind.
Raoul’s voice was excited.
“Do you know who took you from here? At first the police thought it might have been one of your clients, but I know it was someone closer to home.”
“I can’t see who it is. I just remember feeling afraid the night of the ball because I was going to confront him.”
Raoul’s eyes hooded, making him look sexy and dangerous all at the same time. Sabrina swallowed and tried to move away as his temper rose, but he caught her arm, holding her still.
“So you were going to deal with this on your own and not tell me anything. Didn’t you think for one moment and realise how dangerous that was?” he angrily demanded.
Raoul cupped the side of her face and tilted it up towards him in one sharp movement. Sabrina frowned as he began to speak in a low, deep, and threatening voice.
“Don’t make the mistake of trying to keep anything from me again, Sabrina. I won’t stand for it. I am in control of this situation and your protection. I believed I made myself very clear last night.”
Sabrina glared at him and attempted to move away, but his grip forced her to remain still. He was furious and a part of her felt afraid, but she was damned if she was going to show him she was feeling that way.
“I want to know about all of the memories you regain. Do not keep anything from me or so help me, Sabrina, your bottom will regret it. I want the man who took you from me.”
“I am not a child, Raoul. I know you are trying to protect me. I understand, but I must sort this out myself. I—”
“I forbid you doing this alone,” he said calmly as though trying to defuse the growing row. “You are ill and in danger. I will keep you confined to this house until I know who hurt you, perhaps strapped down in bed if I have to. I won’t… I can’t lose you again. He is still out there and now that you have resurfaced, I have a feeling he is going to come for you again. I am going to do whatever I have to, to protect you. I let you down last time, Sabrina. I failed you. And it won’t ever happen again.”
Sabrina stared at Raoul. Fierce determination blazed hotly in his eyes. He was hurt, perceiving he’d let her down and clearly blamed himself for her attack. Her heart leapt out to him. It was wonderful he cared so much and was so protective. No one had ever shown her such love. He made her feel cherished. Unexpectedly, tears gathered in her eyes as she stared up at the pain in his eyes. She wanted him for a husband more than she would have liked, but she couldn’t afford to fully trust him. Despite all of his protestations of love and her growing willingness to accept them, he might still be her attacker. She really hoped she was wrong.
“You really think he would try again?” she asked, considering the possibility with alarm.
“Yes, I do. I have always thought it was somebody close to us. Someone we both knew well.”
“Intuition?”
He smiled.
“Something like that.”
Sabrina gave a sigh. She wanted more answers.
“What else do you know?”
Raoul studied her closely for a moment and then abruptly moved away to pick up his cup of coffee from the tray.
“No more. I think we should wait until you have been examined by a doctor before we discuss this any further,” he told her, taking a gulp of coffee. “I don’t want to cause any more damage to your memory.”
Sabrina groaned.
“I want to know more. Don’t keep anything from me. I have every right to know what happened to me before I disappeared,” she loudly snapped.
Raoul took another drink of coffee and shook his head.
“No.”
“Right, fine, then I am leaving.” Sabrina walked around to the other side of the bed and picked up her suitcase to toss it on the bed and begin to pack. Raoul snatched the case off the bed, but Sabrina was quick to hold on to it. They stood engaged in a small tug of war. It was almost comical.
“I have told you
Raoul’s voice was excited.
“Do you know who took you from here? At first the police thought it might have been one of your clients, but I know it was someone closer to home.”
“I can’t see who it is. I just remember feeling afraid the night of the ball because I was going to confront him.”
Raoul’s eyes hooded, making him look sexy and dangerous all at the same time. Sabrina swallowed and tried to move away as his temper rose, but he caught her arm, holding her still.
“So you were going to deal with this on your own and not tell me anything. Didn’t you think for one moment and realise how dangerous that was?” he angrily demanded.
Raoul cupped the side of her face and tilted it up towards him in one sharp movement. Sabrina frowned as he began to speak in a low, deep, and threatening voice.
“Don’t make the mistake of trying to keep anything from me again, Sabrina. I won’t stand for it. I am in control of this situation and your protection. I believed I made myself very clear last night.”
Sabrina glared at him and attempted to move away, but his grip forced her to remain still. He was furious and a part of her felt afraid, but she was damned if she was going to show him she was feeling that way.
“I want to know about all of the memories you regain. Do not keep anything from me or so help me, Sabrina, your bottom will regret it. I want the man who took you from me.”
“I am not a child, Raoul. I know you are trying to protect me. I understand, but I must sort this out myself. I—”
“I forbid you doing this alone,” he said calmly as though trying to defuse the growing row. “You are ill and in danger. I will keep you confined to this house until I know who hurt you, perhaps strapped down in bed if I have to. I won’t… I can’t lose you again. He is still out there and now that you have resurfaced, I have a feeling he is going to come for you again. I am going to do whatever I have to, to protect you. I let you down last time, Sabrina. I failed you. And it won’t ever happen again.”
Sabrina stared at Raoul. Fierce determination blazed hotly in his eyes. He was hurt, perceiving he’d let her down and clearly blamed himself for her attack. Her heart leapt out to him. It was wonderful he cared so much and was so protective. No one had ever shown her such love. He made her feel cherished. Unexpectedly, tears gathered in her eyes as she stared up at the pain in his eyes. She wanted him for a husband more than she would have liked, but she couldn’t afford to fully trust him. Despite all of his protestations of love and her growing willingness to accept them, he might still be her attacker. She really hoped she was wrong.
“You really think he would try again?” she asked, considering the possibility with alarm.
“Yes, I do. I have always thought it was somebody close to us. Someone we both knew well.”
“Intuition?”
He smiled.
“Something like that.”
Sabrina gave a sigh. She wanted more answers.
“What else do you know?”
Raoul studied her closely for a moment and then abruptly moved away to pick up his cup of coffee from the tray.
“No more. I think we should wait until you have been examined by a doctor before we discuss this any further,” he told her, taking a gulp of coffee. “I don’t want to cause any more damage to your memory.”
Sabrina groaned.
“I want to know more. Don’t keep anything from me. I have every right to know what happened to me before I disappeared,” she loudly snapped.
Raoul took another drink of coffee and shook his head.
“No.”
“Right, fine, then I am leaving.” Sabrina walked around to the other side of the bed and picked up her suitcase to toss it on the bed and begin to pack. Raoul snatched the case off the bed, but Sabrina was quick to hold on to it. They stood engaged in a small tug of war. It was almost comical.
“I have told you
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