Masque: A Hellfire Club Erotique by Reed Kristabel

Author:Reed, Kristabel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: erotic romance, erotic historical, erotic historical romance, historical menage, hellfire club erotique, historical threesome
Publisher: Kristabel Reed

Chapter Eight

Olivia knew the entire room watched her but didn’t care. Her heart pounded loudly in her ears and she wondered if everyone staring at her could hear it. Only getting to Rousseau mattered now.

She didn’t want to hurt Julien, but needed out of his tightening grasp. If that meant biting and scratching him, so be it. She had to get free, take the poniard, Rousseau’s poniard, from her cloak and run it through his heart.

Julien wouldn’t let go and Olivia tried to ram an elbow into him, but he held her too securely. Suddenly Sebastian stood before her. He didn’t look at her, rather Rousseau. She calmed slightly and only then realized the tension in Julien. It wound him tight, a coiled predator ready to leap. Olivia tore her gaze from Rousseau and saw that same tension bunching Sebastian’s shoulders.

“De Courville.” Rousseau bowed slightly at Sebastian. “Is this child yours? You should control her better.” He sent a mocking sneer in her direction. “Perhaps a leash would prove handy.”

Sebastian stalked forward and Olivia watched as the crowd divided for him. She couldn’t see his face, but when Sebastian grabbed Rousseau by the neck and slammed him backwards, against the rock wall, she understood his anger.

“Did you kill Louise?” Sebastian demanded in a quietly menacing voice.

At least thirty feet separated her and Julien from Sebastian, but she could hear every word. No one in this room dared breathe.

“Yes.” Rousseau, not a small man, coldly met Sebastian’s eyes and pushed away the hand gripping his throat. “Our families have been at war for quite a long time. And now,” he said, gaze sweeping over the room to rest on Olivia, “it’s over.”

Seething, Olivia shook with shock. This was not over no matter what the lying, murdering bastard thought.

“It’s not over,” she snapped. “You should be the one to meet Madame Guillotine. You walked into our apartment and stabbed her.” Her voice broke but she forced herself to go on, refusing to show weakness before this crowd. Before Rousseau. “You killed an unarmed woman.”

Rousseau didn’t so much as look up at her. He flicked his fingers down the arm of his jacket and gazed steadily at Sebastian. But Olivia knew he heard her.

One of the organizers stood from behind a desk and loudly cleared his throat. The tall, portly man rounded the desk and placed himself between Sebastian and Rousseau. Olivia thought she recognized him as the man who greeted her that first night here, Bernard. With one shove, he separated Sebastian and Rousseau, who landed back against the wall with a rather satisfying thud.

“I’ll not have this,” the man shouted. His voice echoed across the still-silent room. “Not here,” he continued, now looking at the rest of the crowd. “Not today. I don’t care what your quarrel is; none of us do! But I warn you.”

Bernard glared about the room then looked from one man to the other. “If any violence breaks out on this journey, you’ll be stranded, left to your own devices.

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