Captives of the Night by Loretta Chase

Author:Loretta Chase [Chase, Loretta]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3, pdf
Tags: Historical Romance
ISBN: 9780425209653
Google: 9O6VAAAACAAJ
Amazon: 0425209652
Barnesnoble: 0425209652
Goodreads: 132602
Publisher: NYLA
Published: 1993-12-31T11:00:00+00:00

Ismal gazed about him at the wreckage and waited for his heart to slow down. Then he left the studio and headed up the stairs to her bedroom. He knocked on the door.

"Madame," he said.

"Go away. Go to the Devil."

He tried the handle. It wouldn't move. "Madame, please unlock the door."

"Go away!"

It took mere seconds to locate a stray hairpin near the head of the stairs. He bent it and returned to the door.

"This lock is worthless," he said, inserting the pin. "A child can pick it."

"You are not to—Esmond—Don't you even think of—"

The door shuddered as she hurled her weight against it. But he'd already released the lock. He pushed the door open, and she backed away.

"You bastard."

"Yes, I know you are vexed," he said. "I am not so tranquil myself." Gently he shut the door behind him. "That is a very bad lock. I will tell Gaspard to install a better one."

"If you don't leave this instant, I shall tell Gaspard to throw you out." She snatched up a poker. "I'm warning you, Esmond."

"I advise you not to strike me with the poker," he said. "There will be much blood, and it will make you sick. Also, if you kill me, there will be no one to help you deal with the police. There will be another inquest, more disagreeable than the last one."

He approached, extracted the poker from her stiff ringers, and returned it to the stand.

"I cannot believe you have the effrontery to come in here—to break into my room," she said in a choked voice. "I don't want to talk to you. I don't even want to look at you. I cannot believe you can be so—so insensitive."

"I am not insensitive," he said. "I have feelings, and you have hurt them. What did I do that you thrust me from you, as though I were some filthy dog?"

"That’s not what I did. I left."

"In a rage. What did I do that was so abominable?"

'It wasn't you!" She retreated, pressing her hands to her temples. "It's—I'm sorry. I know I gave you every reason to believe—Gad."

She stared at the carpet, her face crimson. "I know I behaved in a—I made an advance. I know it wasn't you. I'd told you no—and then I… succumbed. As they all do. Crawling over you like— like the rest of them. Just as he said. Like maggots. Just like every other wh-whore." Her voice broke.

"You are so crazy." He scooped her up in his arms and swiftly deposited her upon the bed. While she was still trying to catch her breath, he propped up the pillows behind her and nudged her back against them.

"You are not spending the night," she said shakily.

"That has become obvious," he said. "I am here because I wish to know how I distressed you. I do not know what I have done—whether I alarmed you or disgusted you—or how I did this."

She rubbed her eyes. 'It has nothing to do with your curst technique."

"So I am discovering.

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