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By:Thea Harrison


She rubbed the back of her neck and nodded. “Makes sense.”

Xavier had said that he kept a small household by most standards—if that was so, she could only imagine what an extravagant Vampyre household might look like.

The setup was almost like a modern American version of Downton Abbey. Except with Vampyres.

There was so much to take in, many of the details blurred on her again. Even then, Raoul didn’t take her through the entire house, although he did tell her facts just as though she were a guest—the main house had six bedrooms, seven bathrooms, formal reception rooms, a study with an extensive library filled with original editions, a gourmet kitchen that was mostly used when they had guests, a terrace off the master suite, and an extensive wine cellar. It even had a small ballroom.

They paused at the arched doorway of the ballroom, which was an extension off the main floor. Forgetting the last of her discomfort, she gave up trying not to gawk, for it was simply exquisite, with a vaulted ceiling and three walls comprised of floor-to-ceiling Palladian-style windows that were framed with the same elegant black iron as the rest of the house.

Immaculate parquet floors glowed a warm golden brown in the dying light, and the ballroom offered an unobstructed view of the lawn that fell away to a rocky beach and the ocean. Aside from a black baby grand piano strategically positioned in one corner, the gleaming room was empty.

Raoul waited while she took in the scene. When she turned to look at him with wide eyes, he gave her a small smile. “Others might say differently, but I think this is the jewel of the place.”

“It’s breathtaking.”

“Yes.” He turned and led the way back to her car. “The house has metal shutters with an automatic electronic sensor system. As soon as the sensors detect direct sunlight, the shutters close. The system is very well built and almost soundless, but I did want to let you know in case you’re around when it happens.”

“It doesn’t close up the entire house when the sun rises?”

“No, some Vampyres prefer complete enclosure and have systems that instigate a total house shutdown, but Xavier likes the views and the fresh air, and it’s safe enough as long as the direct sunlight is blocked. As the sun moves from east to west, the appropriate shutters close while others open. It’s quite efficient, and as elegant as the rest of the house.”

And as elegant as its master.

Whatever else might be said about del Torro, she thought reluctantly, he had superb taste and a certain self-assurance.

As they stepped outside again, the last of the daylight was fading from the sky and well-positioned lights had turned on, dotting the outside grounds with bright illumination.

When they reached her car again, her keys lay on the roof. She gave Raoul a quick look. At his nod, she scooped them up and tucked them into her pocket. The doors were unlocked, which was the only sign that her car had been searched. Everything else looked the way she had left it.

She had two suitcases in the trunk and pulled out one, while he took the second. They walked together along the path to the attendants’ house, which was an attractive building in the same style of architecture as the main house and lay tucked into one corner near the protective wall that surrounded most of the property.

“You’ll have your own room for privacy, but everything else—kitchen, living room, dining room, TV room, etc.—is communal,” Raoul told her. “You’ll share a bathroom with a few others. I’ll show you the gym tomorrow, and you’ll get the chance to meet everyone.”

“Having my own room is great,” she said faintly.

Over the last several minutes, a sense of unreality had begun to coat everything in a thick, cloudy film, distancing her even further from her surroundings. On the one hand, she couldn’t believe her luck, but on the other, sometime soon Xavier was going to want to take blood from her for the first time.

He might even want to drink from her that evening. The thought of forcing herself to let him sink his fangs into her made her stomach clench all over again.

Stepping inside, Raoul led her through the attendants’ house, up to the second floor and down one hall. They didn’t meet anyone else along the way, although she heard a TV going in another room downstairs, and voices sounded from the direction of the kitchen.

Opening the last door down the hall, Raoul stood back to let her enter. As the room was located at the corner of the house, the windows at two walls gave it an airy feeling, and during the day it would be flooded with natural light. The dimensions were on the smaller side, but still, with a hardwood floor, a double bed covered with a bright, thick duvet and an armchair positioned close to one window, the room looked attractive and quite comfortable.