Chapter 15“Anton, it’s been a long time since I last heard from you.” Her voice was strangely provocative, sexy, huskily drilling through his brain like the wanton succubus she really was, that mythical creature that came to him sometimes at night. His dream demon lover. The moment he heard her speak, the image of her flashed into his mind; of all those yards of spun red gold hair spilling down to her waist; of her white angelic countenance, that familiar husky voice. His senses sharpened. Victoria was asleep upstairs. All these years she had neither known nor suspected. They’d mentioned how he’d spoken about a woman who came to him while he slept when he was in the mental institution but Victoria had suggested it was merely a product of his overwrought imagination.
“You mustn’t call me a
