Dark Seduction: A Vampire Romance (Vampire Royals of New York Book 2) by Sarah Piper

Author:Sarah Piper [Piper, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Two Gnomes Media
Published: 2020-10-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Eager to burn off the uncomfortable buzz of Cole’s coffee—not to mention the man’s smug, barely contained laughter as Dorian had confessed he’d not only agreed to help the woman who’d betrayed him, but hadn’t been able to stop thinking about her for a single fucking instant—Dorian half-ran, half-blurred his way back to the manor.

It was still early, and the main floor was blissfully silent, neither vampire nor human in sight.

Certain he was alone, he stripped off his sweaty T-shirt and raided the refrigerator for something cold to drink. He hesitated at the ice dispenser, not wanting to wake Charlotte or his brothers, but then he remembered it was his damn manor; he could do whatever he damn well pleased. If they didn’t like being startled awake by the grind and clink of the machine, well… His brothers could fuck off back to their homes out of state, and Charlotte could save her own beautiful ass from the monsters at her door.

Feeling superior and bloody proud of it, he’d just pressed his glass to the lever when a heart-stopping clatter ripped through the silence.

It hadn’t come from the ice maker. It’d come from the media room in the basement.

Charlotte.

She was in trouble.

“No!” she screamed. A crash followed, and she shouted again. “Get off! Die, asshole!”

Dorian dropped his glass and grabbed the closest weapon—a broom someone had left beside the refrigerator. He cracked it in half and blurred down the stairs and into the media room, adrenaline giving his tired, over-caffeinated muscles new life as he brandished his makeshift stakes, ready to impale the bastard who dared lay a hand on her…

But there she was.

Alone and unharmed.

Perched on a gaming platform in nothing but her long T-shirt, kneepads, and gaming gloves, her skin slick from exertion. She was panting hard, the shirt damp with sweat, the thin fabric clinging to her curves. On the screen behind her, a vampire avatar lay crumpled on the pavement, a female elf standing triumphantly behind him, one foot braced on his chest.

Midnight Marauder.

That’s what she’d been screaming about.

“For fuck’s sake,” Dorian said.

“You.” Charlotte spun on her heel to face him, her eyes flashing as she stabbed his chest with an accusatory finger. “You deleted me! I had to set up a whole new profile!”

He tossed the broken broom handles to the floor. “What the hell are you doing?”

“I can’t believe you.” She popped her hands on her hips. On the screen behind her, the larger-than-life she-elf mimicked her every move, shoulders squared for a fight.

Dorian felt like he was getting scolded by both of them.

“Me?” he said. “Who gave you permission to be here?”

“Aiden. And before you get all bent out of shape—yes, I signed the stupid NDA.”

“You just couldn’t wait, could you.” Dorian shook his head. The adrenaline was fading from his blood, but the anger was fresh—anger that she’d made him so worried, anger that his ridiculous mind still allowed him to care.

But as his eyes drifted down from her face to her breasts, his resolve faded.

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