Venice Vampyr by Tina Folsom

Venice Vampyr by Tina Folsom

Author:Tina Folsom
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: General Fiction
ISBN: 9781456313364
Publisher: Createspace
Published: 2010-12-12T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twelve

Raphael kicked the door to his home shut with his foot even as he cradled the sleeping Isabella in his arms. He’d removed their masks and tossed them shortly before they’d reached his house. He carried her into the parlor and laid her onto the large sofa.

“You brought dinner. I guess that’s the least you could do after making me worry about you,” his brother’s voice droned from the corner, where he sat in his favorite wingback chair.

“Dante, I was hoping you’d be home. We need to talk.”

His brother rose from his chair, his long legs eating up the distance between them without effort. “Yes, that we do. But after dinner.” He glanced down at Isabella. “Have you tasted her yet? She looks positively delicious.” Dante licked his lips.

Raphael blocked his brother from approaching her. He would have liked to give Dante the news in a less abrupt way, but the cad didn’t leave him any choice. “She’s my wife. And you’ll do well keeping your hands and fangs to yourself. As well as your dick.”

“Your wife?” Dante’s voice filled the entire room. His doubtful look would have been amusing if Raphael didn’t have other things on his mind—like her family connections.

“You got married?”

He couldn’t miss the accusatory tone in Dante’s voice. “That’s my own business.”

“Not when it affects us both. She’s human.” His brother squared his shoulders, but Raphael wasn’t intimidated. When he ran his hands through his thick, black hair, Raphael knew that Dante wasn’t planning on a fight. “Why in hell would you do such a thing?”

“She saved me.”

“What?”

“She saved me from drowning. Pulled me out of the canal when I’d already slipped under. She risked her own life.” There was a certain pride with which he said it. His wife was a brave woman.

Dante took a step back in shock. “You nearly drowned? What happened?”

He shrugged. “I’m not sure. I felt a hand on my back and fell into the canal. But there were lots of drunken revelers around, a rowdy crowd. It could have been an accident.”

His brother raised an eyebrow. “What if it wasn’t?”

“Then you and our friends will help me find out who’s behind it.”

“I could venture a guess.” Dante gave him a pointed look, and Raphael knew immediately that he was thinking about the Guardians of the Holy Waters. A moment later, Dante glanced at Isabella still lying motionless on the sofa. “By the way, what’s wrong with her? What did you do, drug her?”

Raphael grinned. “Multiple orgasms.”

The laugh that followed echoed in the entire mansion. “You scoundrel!”

“Not likely—what I did was entirely proper. After all, she is my very respectable wife.” Respectable—yet with a lusty streak he didn’t mind a bit. “Now, let’s let her sleep. She’s exhausted.” He pulled his brother away toward the sitting area in front of the fireplace.

“Yes, and sore, I’d imagine. She looks petite.”

“She’s stronger than you think. And don’t worry about my wife. I know how to take care of her.” Yes, she would



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