Black Swan by London Miller

Author:London Miller [Miller, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LM Books, LLC

The quiet moments with him were her favorite.

When they sat together lost in whatever topic came to mind first. It was always an enjoyable experience to pick his brain and learn how he viewed things. Oftentimes, it was so very different from her own opinion.

He was a welcome distraction from the turn her life had taken, and until she figured everything out, she was going to enjoy it.

But despite their dinner together, and the ensuing conversation, she’d found that Uilleam’s mood continued to worsen even as hers improved.

It was this place if she had to wager a guess. Whatever hold it still had on him chipped away at his exterior until only something sullen remained.

His mood had rapidly deteriorated over dinner, and by the time she rejoined him downstairs, he was already there with a drink in his hands, staring out at the flames currently licking at the black gate that framed them.

But even as he’d first appeared to ignore her entirely, she felt his gaze shift to her before she met his gaze.

For one delightful, alarming moment, Karina felt as if she had walked into a trap—that somehow, the hunter had come out to play, and she was just the game he was hoping to take down.

Uilleam finished his drink, the muscles in his throat working as he swallowed before he set the glass away and gave her his undivided attention.

Only then did she reach for the tied ribbons around her waist and tug at the ends, letting the silk robe she wore fall open and off her shoulders to pool at her feet.

His brow arched as he watched her across the room, his expression becoming harder to read the closer she came.

But she was almost sure she could tell where his thoughts had gone from the way his gaze dropped down her front, lingering on the bits of skin still exposed by the nightie she wore.

“This is usually the moment when you say something clever,” she said thoughtfully, wanting to break the silence.

His chair wasn’t like the fabric one she’d had in her old apartment before moving in with Uilleam or even like the white leather ones that populated Ashworth Hall.

It was massive, with curved arms and ornate woodwork, complete with lush velvet detailing.

It was nothing short of a throne.

And from the way he sat, his legs stretched out in front of him and his arms resting casually with that glass in hand …

Was this what it felt like to service a king?

“Have you come to offer me a present?” he asked in a far too calm way that made her distinctly aware of just how little she was wearing.

“You’ve spent more than a week trying to cheer me up. It only seems fair if I do the same for you.”

He liked that idea. She could see it all over his face and by the way he tossed back the last of his drink before setting the glass down on the table with a touch too much force.

“Come

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