She stood motionless with fear as she faced the man that haunted her dreams every night.
He had yet to move towards her, she did not know what to do. Run or scream. But the moment he did she panicked and slowly stepped back.
His glare stopped her.
"Tsk..tsk.." He warned.
His approach was slow and menacing. His eyes never left hers as he stood inches from her. His lips curled at one end as he raised a fingertip to tip her chin up to see him.
"You don't know how fortunate I am to have found you, sweet Evangeline," he whispered.
She trembled furiously.
"My..my but you are more lovely than I remember you. How long has it been 2..3 years since I last saw you? No...since you escaped from me," he laughed.
Lost with herself in fright, she forced her self to look up at him. His well groomed features were....astounding, he wore pristine attire as if he were a man of status.
She studied him with his razor edge sharpness and his calm and collective state. He was professional and dangerous.
"H...how did you find me? " she choked her eyes filling with tears.
His eyes slowly passed over her face with a slight glimmer in his eyes.
"Its really easy to find what you want when it shines like a beacon of light for a lost ship," he chuckled.
Innocently she frowned.
"You are the beauty that has all of the Tons eligible bachelors besotted and bewitched, Miss Chenoweth," he whispered.
She lowered her head, trying to avert her gaze.
The sound of his laugh sent a shiver down her spine.
She stiffened as he stepped closer and raised his hands slowly tracing his finger down her arm. She shivered ,recoiled and tried to pull away but he quickly caught her around the waist and tightened his grip forcing her to stop struggling.
"Shhh...easy, easy," he purred.
"You're feisty and I like that, save your strength lass because I'm going to need it when I take you to my bed," he lowered his gaze to her lips.
She swallowed hard and panicked. She continued her struggle and continued to fight but all he did was chuckle. Enjoying his self.
She began to scream, but he immediately covered her mouth with his hand.
"Bite me, and I will snap your neck," he threatened roughly tightening his grip.
"You seem to forget that you belong to me. Your father handed you over to me as a form of payment for his debt," he hissed tightening his grip more.
Tears began to fall from her eyes with a silent plea since she could not speak. His eyes were vibrant with a demonic glare of triumph. She shuddered and continued to struggle.
Then the footsteps of someone was nearing. She stopped.
The familiar female voice rang out in the darkness calling her name.
"Eva," Caroline called to her.
No answer.
"Shhhh," his eyes flashed With a warning and he lifted his finger to his lips.
He slowly removed his hand.
Again he tightened his grip. " This is not over. Now you are going to walk out of here and you will not say a word, I am watching you. Am I clear?" He spoke dangerously low.
She slowly shook her head.
He released her and stepped out of her way. Shakey legs carried her to the far end of the stable just in time as Caroline entered she flew into her arms. Quite shaken up she held onto her.
Caroline frowned. She could feel her shaking.
"Eva what is the matter?" She looked at her.
Not able to talk and still shaking from fright she shook her head.
She pulled her away from the stables and continued holding her tight until they reached the manor.
Standing in the garden, Caroline wiped away her tears with sweet words to soothe her. She helped her straighten out her hair and dress.
"Are you alright to enter?" Caroline asked.
She really was not. She was terrified.
What was she going to do?
She nodded her head breathing in deeply.
They entered slowly from the rear of the manor and slipped slightly into the crowd. A few giggles and familiar faces of young girls flounced forward giddy and happy as ever.
"Oh! Evangeline come with us for some punch," Julia, Lord Hastings daughter beamed.
Before she could protest she was pulled out of Caroline's hold and whisked away to the far end of the room towards a group of young friends that awaited them.
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He finally found her and would stop at nothing to have her. Now that he has seen her and knows where she lives it won't be before long that he shows up again.
And takes her.
She was good, he smirked. She managed to hide from him for 3 years. And in the process has turned into quite the beauty.
Standing in the shadows near a tree, he stared at the manor that still had a lot of people.
With one last look he turned and walked away.
Good things come to those who wait.
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The days following Evangeline's ball, Adrian sat idly by with the foulest mood as the foyer was filled with every trinket, bobble, flower and confection under the sun that was sent to Evangeline by love struck suitors.
How he wanted to shove every last bouquete down their throats, toss them out on their asses and just slam the door in these randy bastards faces.
Jealousy was eating him alive.
He wasn't prepared for this. It appears that the veritable beauty charmed the ton and made quite a statement.
Wherever she went these damnable popinjays clamored for her attention.
The sight of so many young puppies slobbering over Evangeline set his teeth on edge.
He wanted to kick them down the steps, and since he could not his anger built each day.
Taking a deep, controlled breath, Adrian walked toward the library , his mind racing. He slid open the door looking to be alone to hash out his misery.
But to his amazement that was not going to happen.
He entered slowly and his eyes fell to the young woodsprite that tormented his dreams. She sat curled up by the large window seat engrossed in a book.
A very familiar book.
One he not long ago hid from her curious eyes.
Clarissa
He didn't stand their unnoticed for long as she lifted her eyes from the book and rested them on him. Immediately she clenched the book nervously before grabbing enough courage to challenge his penetrating gaze.
Knowing all too well her guarded look and bristled edge, he disregarded the book and casually turned to the table in the corner holding a pitcher of water and carafe of brandy. He aimed for the latter.
Adrian filled his glass and slowly raised it to his lips. Taking a swig of the spirit, he waited for its warmth to clear his throat.
He stared at the amber liquid in his glass. The tenseness in his shoulders increased by the minute.
"Since your coming out, the house has been knee deep in your admirers. You have made quite a hit, little one." he broke the silence.
Tossing back his second glass, he poured the third then slowly turned to look at her.
"Have I?" Her gaze bravely met his.
"Indeed you have," he chuckled but, it was hollow, humorless.
"In no time mayhap I will hook a marriage prospect, and I can be out of your life for good," she met his darkening stare.
"Is that what you want... to be out of my life?" His tone was low.
The nerve in his jaw ticked double-time.
"Answer me," he demanded.
"What do you care?" she stood quickly and replied, barely above a whisper, finding it hard to maintain her emotions in check.
He loomed over her, tall formidable, scowling.
"I'm tired and I'm going to my room now." she walked around him.
He grabbed her wrist. She tried pulling away, but his hand was like a steel band. His eyes were piercing, staring all the way into her soul.
"I care more than you could ever know."
He pulled her to him closing the steps that separated them, his fingers moving to the soft skin of her throat where he felt her rapid pulse beneath his fingers leap.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me? It kills me to see how other men want you."
"Please," She pulled away but his grip tightened.
"Don't what Eva? Don't you know you've been driving me insane for weeks? Your indifference only fuels it more,"
She struggled against him, her eyes gleaming with unshed tears hating herself for weakening in his hold and hating him for it.
"Please don't." she whispered.
But he only drew her closer.
"I think it's high time for some honesty between us Eva."
"You want honesty," she cried out in rage, she could not think with her emotions in such chaos, with him so close and her heart beating so madly.
"Yes," he hissed.
"I can't wait till I leave, to be out of your life far away from you," An uncontrollable shudder seized her entire body as she watched his eyes darken.
He grasped her chin in a near-painful grip, forcing her willful eyes up to his.
"Let's get this clear once and for all,your only seventeen and I am your legal guardian until you turn twenty-one" he continued ruthlessly, "Dont you think it ridiculous to hold a grudge that long Eva "
"I'll manage," she snapped.
With those last words he furiously claimed her lips, his kiss was hot, hard, and demanding, his tongue thrusting past her teeth and plunging deeply into her mouth with raw hunger.
She clenched her fist and shoved at his chest but she was powerless against his hold.
She shivered, feeling dizzy, disoriented, caught up in the manly scent of him.
At last the kiss ended breathless and still reeling she felt Adrian's mouth move to her cheek, tenderly this time.
"Eva," he murmured roving his lips over her cheek towards her ear. "Do you have any idea what you do to me?"
She trembled in his hold closing her eyes fighting to regain control of her senses.
"Do you hate me so much, Eva? Don't you know your the only one that matters to me?"
Adrian drew back slightly and looked down into her eyes.
But they held nothing but a mixture of hurt, confusion. She despised him.
"I truly hate you," she sobbed pulling away from him. She dashed for the door. He beat her there. His large hand landed over her head, pressing against the door, holding it shut.
She was trapped. She was bound by law to him. There was no escaping her torment, her desire, him.
"Look at me, Eva." It was a rumbled order.
She slowly turned to face him.
Their gazes melded, greenish-gray as tempestuous as the storm over the sea with honey brown eyes, the color of the richest brandy he has ever tasted.
"Hate, is a strong emotion," he whispered delving his fingers into her hair he pulled her close.
"Love me or hate me Eva, either way your feelings are in my favor,"
"If you love me, I'm in your heart and if you hate me I'm on your mind,"
She gazed up at him, furious, at last comprehending the stark magnitude of his words.
"Damn you to hell."
He laughed at her bravado , but his eyes gleamed with a fierce, animal determination. Slowly, he began lowering his lips to hers, his gaze impaling hers until she was sure she would drown in torment and anticipation.
"Im surely damned then if the flames of hell are as hot and as passionate as you," he said huskily. His lips hovered a mere whisper's breath above hers as he added, " I guess we'll dwell in purgatory together, peach."
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