probably didn’t want to hear it, she looked gorgeous. Her eyes never left me, but it wasn’t like she was looking at me –– more through me, like I wasn’t there.
“You’re looking much better, well rested. How do you…”
Tempest snapped her upper body forward, banging an elbow down on top of the table and pointing at me.
“Well, you see, that’s the funny thing… When you’re being drugged , it’s really easy to be well rested.”
When she finished talking, she leaned back in her chair and dropped her arm into her lap, glaring at me.
I shook my head. “It was a difficult decision, but I had to do what the doctor recommended. After all, it was in your best interest at the time.”
“I am getting really sick of everyone doing things in my best interest. No one, not your goddamn doctor and certainly not you, know what’s in my best interest!”
I raised my arms to my chest, crossing them in front of me. If she wanted to rant, I decided to let her get it out of her system. She didn’t waste any time.
“And speaking of my best interest… How am I supposed to pay my bills when I can’t even go to my job? What the hell did you do?”
Now wasn’t the time to get into any of that. I cleared my throat to make my point, but before I could, Tempest raised her hand and showed me her palm.
“Save your breath,” she said, shaking her head. “I don’t want to hear any more lies from you. I just want to know when the hell I’m going to be able to get out of here. With any luck, I can throw myself on the mercy of my shift manager and pray that it’s enough.”
She let out a ragged exhale.
Nodding, I reached up and placed my palms on the table, standing up immediately after. “You don’t have to worry about your job. I promise.”
She looked away from me, obviously irate. I walked around the table, stopping next to her and looking down.
5
Danger Ahead (Tempest)
S eeing him again made me so much angrier than I’d expected. The frustration, the not knowing, the lack of control -- it was all coming to a boiling point.
And now, here he stood, right next to me.
Before long, his scent drifted in my direction, permeating my senses. I hadn’t seen him since the first night I was there. Even though I hated to admit it, even though I was furious about everything happening to me, seeing him again made me…
Ache?
Now, with the aroma of his masculinity tempting me, I felt a sensation triggered deep inside. It sent an unexpected shock through me, racing into my core and straight to my…
Ugh. Why couldn’t I control myself? Why didn’t I want to?
Dorian’s hand appeared in front of my face. Turning my head, I looked up into his eyes. In spite of my venom, he’d remained calm. In a strange way, I found it reassuring.
He wiggled his fingers. “Come with me.”
I hesitated.
“It’s okay,” he continued. “I promise you’ll love it.”
With reluctance, I decided to do as he asked. Reaching up, I placed my hand in his. His palm was rough and worn from effort. Strength permeated his fingers, bringing me to my feet with ease.
Once I stood, he let go, and I wondered how a man who wore a suit and tie all day had the hands of an iron worker. We exited the veranda and began to walk down a path leading towards the back of the estate.
We hadn’t been walking for long when Dorian reached inside of his pocket and pulled out a small device, about the size of a keyless remote control. With a press of the button, the lights around the property began to turn off. All of a sudden, it was pitch black – I could hardly see a foot in front of my face.
While my eyes adjusted to the change, Dorian spoke. “Hold my hand. It gets very dark from here.”
I gave my hand to him again, delighting in the feel of his powerful grasp. No sooner did he wrap his fingers around mine than I felt myself go weightless. Dorian swept me off the ground and into his arms, lifting me like a doll. Before I realized it, he was
“You’re looking much better, well rested. How do you…”
Tempest snapped her upper body forward, banging an elbow down on top of the table and pointing at me.
“Well, you see, that’s the funny thing… When you’re being drugged , it’s really easy to be well rested.”
When she finished talking, she leaned back in her chair and dropped her arm into her lap, glaring at me.
I shook my head. “It was a difficult decision, but I had to do what the doctor recommended. After all, it was in your best interest at the time.”
“I am getting really sick of everyone doing things in my best interest. No one, not your goddamn doctor and certainly not you, know what’s in my best interest!”
I raised my arms to my chest, crossing them in front of me. If she wanted to rant, I decided to let her get it out of her system. She didn’t waste any time.
“And speaking of my best interest… How am I supposed to pay my bills when I can’t even go to my job? What the hell did you do?”
Now wasn’t the time to get into any of that. I cleared my throat to make my point, but before I could, Tempest raised her hand and showed me her palm.
“Save your breath,” she said, shaking her head. “I don’t want to hear any more lies from you. I just want to know when the hell I’m going to be able to get out of here. With any luck, I can throw myself on the mercy of my shift manager and pray that it’s enough.”
She let out a ragged exhale.
Nodding, I reached up and placed my palms on the table, standing up immediately after. “You don’t have to worry about your job. I promise.”
She looked away from me, obviously irate. I walked around the table, stopping next to her and looking down.
5
Danger Ahead (Tempest)
S eeing him again made me so much angrier than I’d expected. The frustration, the not knowing, the lack of control -- it was all coming to a boiling point.
And now, here he stood, right next to me.
Before long, his scent drifted in my direction, permeating my senses. I hadn’t seen him since the first night I was there. Even though I hated to admit it, even though I was furious about everything happening to me, seeing him again made me…
Ache?
Now, with the aroma of his masculinity tempting me, I felt a sensation triggered deep inside. It sent an unexpected shock through me, racing into my core and straight to my…
Ugh. Why couldn’t I control myself? Why didn’t I want to?
Dorian’s hand appeared in front of my face. Turning my head, I looked up into his eyes. In spite of my venom, he’d remained calm. In a strange way, I found it reassuring.
He wiggled his fingers. “Come with me.”
I hesitated.
“It’s okay,” he continued. “I promise you’ll love it.”
With reluctance, I decided to do as he asked. Reaching up, I placed my hand in his. His palm was rough and worn from effort. Strength permeated his fingers, bringing me to my feet with ease.
Once I stood, he let go, and I wondered how a man who wore a suit and tie all day had the hands of an iron worker. We exited the veranda and began to walk down a path leading towards the back of the estate.
We hadn’t been walking for long when Dorian reached inside of his pocket and pulled out a small device, about the size of a keyless remote control. With a press of the button, the lights around the property began to turn off. All of a sudden, it was pitch black – I could hardly see a foot in front of my face.
While my eyes adjusted to the change, Dorian spoke. “Hold my hand. It gets very dark from here.”
I gave my hand to him again, delighting in the feel of his powerful grasp. No sooner did he wrap his fingers around mine than I felt myself go weightless. Dorian swept me off the ground and into his arms, lifting me like a doll. Before I realized it, he was
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