Late Harvest: Tangled Vines by James Delta

Author:James, Delta
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-09-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Daniel was only mildly surprised at the vehemence and resolve in Char. It wasn’t just that she wanted to avenge Raphaël, but she wanted Moreau dead on a variety of levels.

“Have you had much sleep since you snuck out of your home?”

“I didn’t sneak,” she said, “I merely didn’t share my plans with anyone.”

Daniel chuckled. “Good luck trying to convince anyone of that. Going forward, I’ll expect you to share any plans of that nature with me beforehand. Failure to do so will result in another trip over my knee. By the way, has anyone ever told you that you have the most voluptuous ass? It’s absolutely perfect for spanking.”

Char rolled away from him and off the other side of the bed. “I’d like to soak in a hot bath,” she said imperiously as she walked past him.

He put out his hand to restrain her. “It’s been a long time since you were spanked, hasn’t it? A hot tub might not be your best option, but I’d be happy to draw you a bath at whatever temperature you like. Even better, I’d be happy to join you.”

She tried to snatch her arm away. “I’d be happy if you’d leave me alone.”

“That isn’t going to happen. Give over to me, Char. Aren’t you the least bit interested in claiming the happiness that should have always been ours?”

“You do realize that without Raphaël, I would not have Marcellus, Neva, or Andre, don’t you? If you think I would trade my children for anything you have to offer, you don’t know me at all.”

“I’m beginning to think that all he gave you was your children, and for the record, I would never ask you to choose between us,” he said, holding fast to her arm.

“There is no us,” she hissed. “Why can’t you understand that? Let go of me.”

She wrenched her arm away and walked into the bath with her head held high. A casual observer might think she was untouched and cold, but they would be wrong. Not only could he feel how close to the edge she was, but he’d been observing her body language for years. He’d watched as her body had grown more tightly wound.

He now knew that the happy pairing of the Alpha of Paris and his mate had merely been a façade. And if that was the case, why was she so resistant to at least exploring what they could have? He snorted. Who was he kidding? As much as he wanted Char to be happy, he believed with absolute certainty that she would be happy with him. He was convinced and determined to have his way. He meant to see that the peace she’d seemed to find about halfway through her spanking was her default state of being.

“I’ll go ask Catherine to find you something appropriate to wear.”

Her only reply was the closing of the door. Shaking his head, he left her in search of the Alpha and Madonna of the DeMedici pack.

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