Chapter Eighteen
“And so, the great Mistress has come to this.”
“You’ll regret this,” she glared at him.
He snickered, reaching out to touch her red hair. Vivianne tried to jerk her head away, but he snatched a fistful of the long locks tight. “Oh, I don’t think so, Mistress. I think I will have a great deal of fun with you first. And even if I am caught, I’ll always have the pleasure of knowing that I had my way with you.”
“They’ll come searching for me, you know.”
“Of course, I know that, ma chere. Why do you think we’re hiding here?” he spread his long arms out wide and turned in a slow circle. When he faced her again, he crouched down and peered into her green eyes. “And you know the best part? You can scream and scream and no one will hear you.” The man bent forward, grabbed her
