Rumpled Between The Sheets by Kastil Eavenshade

Author:Kastil Eavenshade [Eavenshade, Kastil]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Her room was the lap of luxury. With silk sheets and a small tray of fruits and cheeses, these accommodations far exceeded her humble house in Beowulf Hollow. As nice as the setting was, she needed to contact Vivian so someone knew the truth about Benjamin Elstiltzkin. She had tried the phone on her nightstand, only to find he'd removed the cord. The door also would not budge, locked from the outside. Ginger had spoken the truth regarding him planning for everything. What was he afraid of that he took a risk on spiriting her away?

The dresser drawers were fully stocked with some of the latest fashions. Not quite her taste but everything was her size. She fingered the fabric, an uneasy sensation creeping into her veins. How had he known her dimensions? It wasn’t like he’d packed any of her clothes for the trip. A designer worth their salt could eyeball a client on proportions and have to make few alterations. This collection seemed beyond that talent. That would mean he'd planned to kidnap her far in advance. She stripped down to her bra and panties, unwilling to go bare as she normally would. If he planned for everything, he could have rigged a camera in her room, hidden behind the gaudy fixtures. Slipping in between the sheets, she stared up at the ceiling.

Her skin still prickled from her encounter with Benjamin on the plane. Just the thought of his hands on her naked flesh sent delicious shivers down her spine, more than a person being held against her will should fantasize about. Her life in New York had been a series lewd men grabbing her or taking advantage of her naïve nature. Paul might have been the only one to get into her pants although a multitude tried their best to be the next at the diner. Benjamin Elstiltzkin encompassed those same qualities in his predatory eyes yet something else lingered deep within. A spark beyond pure lust. She had no doubt that if he wanted to use her as his sexual play thing, Ginger sitting next to them wouldn't have fazed him in the slightest.

So why did he stop?

Sleep escaped her clutches as the night progressed. Torrid visions of her captor danced in her head. He was strong, successful, and not a boy-man like Paul. That was his appeal, but she wanted nothing to do with someone dictating her life.

Morning came and she gave up trying to sleep.

She opened a few of the drawers, frowning at her selections. Some of it was downright slutty and not her style. Most of the clothes hit the floor in her search. Something remotely pleasing caught her eye and she dressed. She had to wait for the cell of her dungeon to open. Nice accommodations or not, she couldn't leave unless someone opened the door.

She peeked out of the peephole, nerves putting her on edge, and noticed Ginger coming out of the room across from her. If her mother hadn't taught her a little manners, she'd be half-tempted to punch the woman in the mouth.

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