She bit back a smart-ass retort. It wouldn't help things. God, the helplessness was like drowning. How could she take it? "I didn't bring any clothes."
"There are some in your suite and we'll get more when the time comes." A moment passed with his gaze Burning into hers. He arched a white brow, waiting.
"Yes, sir," she said, making sure her voice sounded small, weak.
"Good. Now, go with James and get settled. I've put the boy next door to you, along with his nanny. I'll expect you back here in an hour. Alone. We need to set some ground rules." He smiled at her, but not with the warmth he'd shown Shaun. This was a feral smile, filled with the cruelty she'd learned to dread. "And we have some unfinished business to take care of, yes?"
She bit her lower lip to stop it from trembling as she nodded.
He leaned down and kissed her cheek, his breath a combination of mint and cloves that resurrected more of her past. She'd tried so hard to forget. But some horrors are not forgotten, ever.
He patted Shaun on the head. "Go. You haven't much time and, Kelly, I want your hair down."
She turned, too fast. His hand was jolted from Shaun's head. She'd pay for that sin, too.
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Not-So-Secret
RomanceLike father . . . like son. The empty crib, the warning note - Kelly Declaremount-black recognised the signs that her secret life had been discovered. To save her son, she became the willing captive of a man arrogantly convinced that her baby was hi...
