“You’re not alone,” a husky, low voice said into my ear as I was pulled against a very solid, firm male body. “I’m not going to hurt you. Do you understand that?”
Even though the male voice was harsh, I didn’t sense a single bit of malice or insanity in his tone. My panic attack had left me slightly dazed and confused, but I would have struggled if I’d detected any roughness in his hold.
Or maybe I was just delusional from all the champagne I’d consumed at the mansion, and I’d lost my ability to perceive danger.
Either way, I had no desire to fight.
His arms were gentle, and his voice held me captive.
I nodded slowly, even though it was too dark for him to see it. But he must have felt my agreement because he removed his hand from my mouth.
My back was plastered against his massive front, and I felt a tiny twinge of pleasure as his mouth explored the tender skin underneath my ear.
I could feel his warm breath on the sensitive skin of my neck, and I involuntary shuddered.
“What do you want?” I rasped. “Who are you?”
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