Page 15 of Enthrall Shadows
“This area is closed off tonight,” she said. “No one will bother us.”
I gave a nod as she led me through an impressively large door.
Music greeted us on the way in, an exquisite operatic aria; a soprano’s voice set the scene with a mood that caused chills.
Wow, again.
With my back towards the only exit, I surveyed the dungeon, recognizing a few pieces from a brief Internet search I’d done back in the day. To my left was a St. Andrew’s Cross, and interesting looking instruments hung on the walls, as varied as they were stylish.
The blonde stood in the center of the room. Light from the crystal chandelier above danced over her figure, magically flickering like fireflies kissing her slender body.
Wearing only a bodice and a fine thong and stockings, she looked ready for a hot night in the bedroom.
For a man worthy enough.
“You’re lovely,” I said. “But this is not why I’m here.”
She placed her hands on her hips. “I brought you in here foryoursafety.”
I noticed a dangerous-looking contraption in the far corner—a metal cage.
Fuck that for an experience.
Becoming trapped in a dungeon was not my best idea.
I eased up the masquerade mask and rested it atop my head. “If anyone locks this door—”
“No one’s locking the door.” She blinked and her expression turned to one of admiration now that she could see my face.
“Who are you? Clearly you recognize me.”
She removed her masquerade mask, revealing features of an iridescent beauty.
I drew in a sharp breath. Her complexion was luminous, her wide chestnut eyes hypnotic. High cheekbones made her look youthful, but I guessed her age to be around thirty. My gaze was drawn to her full, red lips.
I would have remembered her if we’d met.
She didn’t blink. “Yes, I know who you are. You’re Cam’s brother.”
I slid my hands into my pockets, assuming a casual pose. “You’ve been tasked with keeping me here until Cameron arrives?”
“Maybe.”
I could leave now.
Or wait and enjoy the pleasure of seeing his face when he found me in one of his sacred dungeons.
“Your security leaves a lot to be desired,” I jested.
“Don’t flatter yourself. Being a Cole bought you time. No one could touch you because of him.”
“Other than you?” I stepped away from her. “Want to give me the grand tour?”
“I’m going to spank you if you don’t behave.”
“Not into it.”
“You would be by the time I finished whipping your ass.” She broke into a grin.
