asked breathlessly.
He simply squeezed her body tighter to his and grasped her hair, forcing her to look up at him. “Tell me the truth and tell me now,” he growled, “are you and Warren lovers?”
She glared up at him with fresh tears stinging her unwavering eyes, “No.”
He leaned closer to her, so close that his nose was inches from hers as he declared, “Lucia, if your lying to me you’ll regret it…do you understand? You’ll both regret it!”
Her expression changed to disbelief as she slowly shook her head, “Let me go Draken, I’m going home!” She stopped struggling to look into Draken’s eyes so he could see how serious she was.
Now it was time for his expression to adjust as his furrowed brow relaxed and his façade changed from anger to a gravity that matched her own as in an even tone he informed, “You are home.” He bent his head and pulled her body into his as his mouth claimed hers.
Lucia instinctively fought his kiss before she relaxed and melted into his embrace. Unable to stop herself, she returned his passionate kiss with an urgency of her own.
She nearly lost herself in Draken’s sensual lips until his words hit her. Suddenly her body tensed, and she could feel his familiar chuckle deep in his chest as he trailed his lips down her neck to place a kiss just below her ear before he pulled away. He smiled down into her questioning gaze before releasing her.
Lucia lifted the back of her hand to her lips as she tried to catch her breath. Draken was practically to the door before she could ask, “What do you mean I’m home?”
He threw over his shoulder without breaking stride, “Just what I said. I suggest you get some sleep tonight, tomorrow your life is going to change forever.”
Chapter 14
Lucia lie awake staring up at the ceiling. Draken had suggested that she get some sleep, but his implications of her life changing forever made the task impossible. The knots in her stomach tightened every time she remembered his words. What could he mean? Clearly, he had something planned.
Sighing in frustration she sat up and dangled her bare feet off the side of the bed as she rocked her body back and forth. Glancing at the clock on the nightstand, she saw that it was 4:12am. Thinking again on Draken’s words, she sprang from the bed and strode to the balcony, desperately needing a breath of fresh air.
Standing on the balcony, she gulped down mouthfuls of the fresh night air. Grasping the balcony’s rail, she wondered if she was having a panic attack. She closed her eyes and concentrated on controlling her breathing and taking slow deep breaths.
When she finally opened her eyes, she decided that she wasn’t going to take anymore of Draken’s games. His threats were now literally making her sick to her stomach.
She had come to give Draken a piece of her mind then leave, never to see him again, but now here she was in a nightgown standing barefoot on his balcony in the middle of the night. Glancing down, she wondered if the guard dogs were still roaming freely on the estate.
She’d tried to storm out of the manor after their exchange at dinner, but as she reached the front door, she was stopped by Patrick who informed her in his oh-so arrogant tone, “Lord Shatan would have me inform you that the dogs are still loose on the grounds. If you choose to leave, you do so at your own peril.”
If the dogs were penned up tonight, or asleep, perhaps she could get dressed and simply walk home. A long walk would give her time to clear her head. Scanning the grounds of the estate, she squinted attempting to make out shapes in the dark. Leaning over the rail, she quietly whistled to see if the dogs would come running. Her whistle came out a little louder than she had intended and she winced as her head snapped to the side to see if the noise had drawn Draken out onto his balcony, located mere feet from her
He simply squeezed her body tighter to his and grasped her hair, forcing her to look up at him. “Tell me the truth and tell me now,” he growled, “are you and Warren lovers?”
She glared up at him with fresh tears stinging her unwavering eyes, “No.”
He leaned closer to her, so close that his nose was inches from hers as he declared, “Lucia, if your lying to me you’ll regret it…do you understand? You’ll both regret it!”
Her expression changed to disbelief as she slowly shook her head, “Let me go Draken, I’m going home!” She stopped struggling to look into Draken’s eyes so he could see how serious she was.
Now it was time for his expression to adjust as his furrowed brow relaxed and his façade changed from anger to a gravity that matched her own as in an even tone he informed, “You are home.” He bent his head and pulled her body into his as his mouth claimed hers.
Lucia instinctively fought his kiss before she relaxed and melted into his embrace. Unable to stop herself, she returned his passionate kiss with an urgency of her own.
She nearly lost herself in Draken’s sensual lips until his words hit her. Suddenly her body tensed, and she could feel his familiar chuckle deep in his chest as he trailed his lips down her neck to place a kiss just below her ear before he pulled away. He smiled down into her questioning gaze before releasing her.
Lucia lifted the back of her hand to her lips as she tried to catch her breath. Draken was practically to the door before she could ask, “What do you mean I’m home?”
He threw over his shoulder without breaking stride, “Just what I said. I suggest you get some sleep tonight, tomorrow your life is going to change forever.”
Chapter 14
Lucia lie awake staring up at the ceiling. Draken had suggested that she get some sleep, but his implications of her life changing forever made the task impossible. The knots in her stomach tightened every time she remembered his words. What could he mean? Clearly, he had something planned.
Sighing in frustration she sat up and dangled her bare feet off the side of the bed as she rocked her body back and forth. Glancing at the clock on the nightstand, she saw that it was 4:12am. Thinking again on Draken’s words, she sprang from the bed and strode to the balcony, desperately needing a breath of fresh air.
Standing on the balcony, she gulped down mouthfuls of the fresh night air. Grasping the balcony’s rail, she wondered if she was having a panic attack. She closed her eyes and concentrated on controlling her breathing and taking slow deep breaths.
When she finally opened her eyes, she decided that she wasn’t going to take anymore of Draken’s games. His threats were now literally making her sick to her stomach.
She had come to give Draken a piece of her mind then leave, never to see him again, but now here she was in a nightgown standing barefoot on his balcony in the middle of the night. Glancing down, she wondered if the guard dogs were still roaming freely on the estate.
She’d tried to storm out of the manor after their exchange at dinner, but as she reached the front door, she was stopped by Patrick who informed her in his oh-so arrogant tone, “Lord Shatan would have me inform you that the dogs are still loose on the grounds. If you choose to leave, you do so at your own peril.”
If the dogs were penned up tonight, or asleep, perhaps she could get dressed and simply walk home. A long walk would give her time to clear her head. Scanning the grounds of the estate, she squinted attempting to make out shapes in the dark. Leaning over the rail, she quietly whistled to see if the dogs would come running. Her whistle came out a little louder than she had intended and she winced as her head snapped to the side to see if the noise had drawn Draken out onto his balcony, located mere feet from her
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