Taste
opped at the grand staircase. His voice
Excuse me?" she muttered under her breath, but Damian was already walking away, his long
"Rude," she mumbled. "Not even
whelming, its sheer size daunting. The staircase spiraled upward into darknes
, feeling the cool, smooth wood beneath her
ver seen in her quiet town-or anywhere, for that matter. The elegant yet forebodi
g. "Is this even my town?" The
utside, the perpetual twilight hung heavy in the sky, an
ghts, smooth and lilting. "Mm
ing as Damian's but in a completely different way. He wore a finely tailored suit, every detail polished to perfect
fting from curiosity to intrigue. His nostrils flared subtl
ly took a step back,
oth charming and unsettling. "Well, well," he drawled, his voice rich and smooth.
ned, confused
he distance between them with langu
e stammered, her voic
the name over his tongue like a
ing it to his lips in an old-fashioned gesture. "Char
racing. His touch was cold, his lips colder
As he pulled back, Aamon's tongue flicked across his lip
a step back. "What are you doing?
his tone dripping with mock sincerity. "I couldn't resist. You see, it's been.
churned. "Scent?" s
ook so frightened, Arabella. I mean
Something about the way he looked at her-like she was bot
your distance," she war
render. "As you wish, milady. But I must admit, I wasn't e
wed. "Damian b
y a flicker of surprise. "You mean he didn't te
lla said, crossing her arms. "He didn't 'bring
ns the confusion." He took a slow step forward, his golden eyes glinting. "But
r throat dry. "What's
ice cut through the room, sharp and
case, his expression colder than ever. His golden
" he said, his tone mocking. "I was just in
ightened. "Lea
a a mock bow. "Until we meet again, milady." With that, he disappea
ian, her heart still r
said flatly. "And som
e didn't seem danger
range is dangerous here, Ar
o, but you're not telling me anything about this place. What
bridge of his nose. "You're
frustration. "I'm not ready? That's not your dec
stay alive, which means listening to me. If you want answers
ger bubbling in her chest. "You
ning on his heel. "Come with m
her mind racing with questions
ated by the dim light of the chandeliers. Damian pushed it open, revealing a
ours for now,"
ing the luxurious space. Despite her un
ietly, though her tone w
oment, his cold demeanor softened, and he seemed
d finally. "Yo
he closed the door, leav
n. The events of the day swirled in her mind-Damian, Aamo
elf into?" she whispere
but one thing was certain-