Dark Harmony (The Bargainer, #4)

by Laura Thalassa

“So that’s how it feels to be glamoured by a siren,” he says, the corner of his mouth curving up just the slightest bit. “Like I’ve been caught by my balls.” He comes in close, his smirk growing. “The whole thing was horribly invasive. I rather enjoyed it.”

“Uh-uh,” I chastise him, glamour in my voice. “You don’t get a kiss for that.” At my words, he pulls away a little, his eyes bright. “What do I get?” he says, the corner of his mouth curving into a mischievous grin. A spanking, my siren whispers. Let’s make him give himself a spanking. He’s been a bad boy. I almost laugh at the thought.

“This is every wish, cherub, every dream of mine, actualized. I would give up all my secrets—I’d give up my very throne itself—if it meant being with you.”

“I will kill you,” he says, staggering forward. “No, you won’t,” I say calmly. “What you will do is receive a shower, get some new clothes, and help us.” “You bitch—” “I don’t need your tongue, so unless you want to lose it, you will continue to speak to me and my sorceress friend here in the most reverential of ways.” “I want him to call me Great Goddess. Can you make that happen?” Temper says to me. Staring at Galleghar, I say, “You will refer to the sorceress from here on out as My Great Goddess of Fuckery and Other Magical Things. Understood?”

“I thought I lost you—” My voice breaks. He curves up the corner of his mouth, and he looks at me so tenderly. “There are many uncertainties in life, but this one thing holds true: I will always come back to you, cherub.”