CHAPTER THIRTEEN
“Sir? Do you suppose you could talk to me a moment?”
Daniela stood at the door of Miles’ den waiting for an answer.
He looked up from his reading, seeing the divinely sensuous maid looking at him, her eyes wet but steady, and her mood so appealing that he couldn’t bear to turn her down.
“What is it you want?” he asked. “You can come in.” He motioned her forward.
She came running, immediately dropping to her knees and putting her head in his lap. He laid his hand on her head to comfort her, although he was completely bewildered by her behavior.
Finally, she looked up, her large eyes bright and longing. “I want so to please you, sir. I’m sorry about the…the night with Miss Jessica. And I do want to stay here. I just want to know that…that it will be you and me, th
