CHAPTER FOUR
A crooked smile slipped onto his lips. “Good evening.”
I gasped and stumbled backward until the backs of my knees hit the bed. They collapsed and my butt fell onto the soft covers. A musky scent wafted over me, wrapping me in a sensual warmth.
I shook off the strange effects and leapt to my feet. My legs shook so much that I looped an arm around one of the posts to keep from crumpling to the floor. “W-what are you?”
His eyes were a bright emerald green color, and in the dim light I swore they glowed just softly. “I am the lord of this manor. Who are you?”
This was no time for terror, so I swallowed the lump in my throat. “I’m Rose, and I need your help. These people kidnapped me and a couple of other women, and they’re holding them hostage for some lunatic.”
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