A Dark Awakening by David Wiltshire

Author:David Wiltshire
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance erotic adventure, Romance Italy submissive, Romance abduction mafia
Publisher: eBookPartnership.com
Published: 2012-12-20T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

They handed over their horses to Luigi, and made their way back into the villa.

“How do you feel now after that exhilarating ride?” Anna asked.

“I feel fine, thank you, although my thigh muscles and legs are stiff. But that’s because I haven’t ridden for such a long time.”

“I expect so,” Anna agreed. “Don’t forget to keep taking those tablets. And work in that cream on your sunburn that I've left with the maid. Oh yes – and stay out of the direct sunlight. You can swim as much as you like, but don’t drink much.”

Vicky puzzled, head to one side, looked questioningly at her.

“Aren’t you going to be around?” she asked.

“Not for the remainder of the morning, at any rate. I have a lot of correspondence to attend to. We have heard this morning that the Contessa and Mr McKinley will be returning to the villa the day after tomorrow.”

“Oh?” Vicky’s eyes widen.

“As you can imagine there are lots of things that need sorting out. Mc McKinley has sent me a taped message instructing me of urgent business that needs immediate attention.”

Her heart raced. At long last she would be meeting the man who had been the young officer in her aunt’s life all those years ago. It also meant that her time here was nearing its end.

From being in a hurry to leave, she was now disconcerted that her time was running out and that if she was to ever know Carl better, know what he was capable of – and to understand herself in a way she never had before - -

Her heart thumped in her chest so much she was frightened for her health - and her sanity.

Inside the villa, Anna turned to her, and smiled.

“See you at lunch. Ciao.”

“Ciao.”

Slim, poised and self-assured, Anna walked away in the direction of the study, her silk blouse, tailored riding breeches and highly polished calf-length boots, exuding style and her sexuality.

Dejected, Vicky, once back in the privacy of her bedroom, took off her scruffy jeans and top. Peeling them off still hurt, but after a soothing shower, she felt better.

Choosing the briefest of her bikinis, she went back downstairs. Out on the terrace she found a lounger in a shaded but bright area of the swimming pool.

She applied more ointment, working it well into the more tender stretches of her body, and then settled back to idly turn the pages of a glossy magazine. It was all in Italian, but she enjoyed the pictures anyway.

After about an hour, she got up and dived into the pool. Whilst she dried, gently dabbing at herself with the towel, she rang the bell on the table. Almost immediately a maid appeared.

She ordered fresh orange, mindful of Anna’s advice not to drink alcohol too much. When the orange arrived she took another two tablets, applied more of the special cream, and lay on her tummy by the side of the pool.

At least she would have a golden tan all over when she saw Clive again.

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