Den of Mercenaries: Volume One by London Miller

Author:London Miller [Miller, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-03T18:30:00+00:00

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It wasn’t until hours later that Luna came awake with a start, sitting bolt upright as her eyes scanned the room. In her delirium, it all came rushing back.

The auction.

Her life being sold to a man that seemed a conundrum.

And Kit.

There was also Kit.

A minute at most she had spent in his presence and she still felt … affected by him. But her interest in him, and even his brother, was not sexual. She could admit that they were both handsome, more so than most men she had ever seen in her short life, but she didn’t feel any desire toward them.

She didn’t think she could feel desire at all, not after everything she’d endured.

Mostly, she was curious.

Curious how a man as young as Uilleam could spark subservience in men like Lawrence. He was just so young, only old enough to be her older brother, yet he seemed fearless, content in the knowledge that he would get his way.

And then there was Kit.

What did it say about the man who wasn’t afraid of the one everyone seemed to fear?

Did that mean he was worse?

But she couldn’t possibly answer that question, not when she wasn’t even sure what Uilleam was made of.

Not entirely.

Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, Luna wasn’t sure how much time had passed since she had watched the pair of brothers walk away, but she guessed several hours since the room was dark, and the sunlight that had shone through the French doors was now absent as the moon hung heavy in the night sky.

Her stomach rumbling from the lack of food, she made a stop in the bathroom to wash her face free of the remaining traces of makeup she had worn. Looking at her reflection now, she still looked haggard, her eyes a little too sunken, her skin a touch too pale, but beneath that layer, she saw a glimmer of hope.

Even if foolish, she clung to it.

After her last encounter with him, she wasn’t sure she wanted to run into Kit again. He had seemed rather … agitated, and even if it were aimed more at Uilleam than her, she thought it best to avoid him entirely.

Maybe one of the guards could find her Uilleam instead.

Venturing back out, this time she didn’t linger in the hall to look over the portraits, moving on well past them, though her gaze, unbidden, had flitted to Kit’s before she hit the foyer.

It was quiet here, barren. And despite all the men she had seen earlier walking the grounds, either they were very good at what they did, or this place was bigger than she had originally suspected.

The marble flooring was cold beneath her feet as she entered what looked like a formal dining room, with a table that stretched nearly wall to wall and a place setting in front of each of the eighteen chairs. But there was only one setting at the head of the table that had a set of glasses accompanying it, as well as forks and knives.

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