Angel's Assassin by Laurel O'Donnell

Author:Laurel O'Donnell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, historical romance, medieval romance, laurel odonnell
Publisher: Laurel O'Donnell

Chapter Twenty Two

Helen tasted of fish and ale, not of the sweet honey he had tasted on Aurora’s lips. Damien set Helen back from him with a firm hand. He stared down into Helen’s brown eyes. Like many female eyes he had gazed into before, they were wanting, lusting, vindictive. There was no redemption for him in her eyes. “You said you had information regarding the assassination.”

“I have ample knowledge. Maybe you should interrogate me.” She jutted out her ample breasts.

Damien stared at her breasts. Helen’s mountainous bosom seemed like a gross aberration compared to Aurora’s perfectly sized breasts. He cursed again. “I must return to Lady Aurora.”

Helen’s full lips pouted a practiced curve while her eyes flamed with annoyance. “She will remain in her room. There is no need to hurry back to her.”

Damien shook his head.

Helen scowled. “Yes, I understand. You have to run back to her side.”

A sudden suspicion pulled at the edges of his thoughts. “You don’t like Lady Aurora, do you?”

“Like her?” Helen took a deep breath, and crossed her arms as if embracing herself. “I don’t have to like her. She gets enough adoration from everyone else.” She grinned viciously, running a hand across Damien’s chest. “Imagine how she must feel now that I have something she wants.”

Damien scowled. “What are you talking about?”

Helen lifted her face to him, stepping in close to press her body against his. “You.” She lifted her lips for a kiss.

Damien’s jaw clenched tightly. He didn’t like the malice in Helen’s tone.

Helen wrapped her arms around Damien’s neck, smiling up at him. “She pretends like she has no interest in you. But I know.” She pressed a kiss against his stiff jaw. “She’s never looked at any man the way she looks at you.” Helen grinned coldly. “And now I am here with you.”

“You are doing this to punish Lady Aurora? To hurt her?” Damien asked in shock.

Helen pouted. “No one wants to hurt my dear cousin. Least of all me.”

“Except for you,” Damien corrected. As he spoke he realized how right he was. The beast rose inside him, angry. He reached up and disentangled her hands from his neck so he could move away from her. “She is kinder than you are. She is more beautiful.”

Helen straightened her back, her eyes narrowing, snapping with fire and hate.

“You can not stand living in her shadow.”

“You can’t imagine how it is. Every man looking at her first. Every man speaking with her as though I do not exist. All she has to do is smile and they fall over themselves to get to her.”

Damien saw the true ugliness of jealousy in Helen’s narrowed eyes. He saw the evil in her, the hate and bitterness.

Helen’s chin dropped. “All I’ve ever wanted was for one man to look at me. To speak to me. Not as a way to get to Lady Aurora, but because they truly wanted to.”

Damien felt no sympathy for her, not when she was using him to hurt Aurora.

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