Kindly return my clothes.” She slid off the bed, surveying the luxurious guestroom for her things.
“Can’t do that, hon. Your clothes are in the trash.” The shifter shrugged, an amused smile on her lips.
“Then would you lend me something? I’ll mail it back to you when I can.”
“Can’t do that, either.”
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“Why the hell not?” Sarah was extremely irritated now.
“Because I’d never hear the end of it from my brother, and I like peace in my life.”
Sarah looked down at the white silk pajamas with red polka dots that she was wearing.
They were more than comfortable, but she’d look ridiculous appearing in public like that.
Still, her embarrassment wasn’t enough to keep her here. The last thing she wanted was for the Kyriakis family to suffer the same fate as her previous caregivers.
She spotted her ankle boots and picked them up.
Persephone frowned. “What are you doing?”
“I think it should be obvious; I’m leaving.” Once her shoes were on, she moved to the bedroom door and opened it.
Persephone placed a hand on her shoulder, halting her. “Sarah, you’re being silly. You can’t leave.”
Sarah shrugged the hand off. “I can, and I will.”
A tall, dark man with glowing blue eyes approached them. “On the contrary. You’re
not going anywhere.”
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Chapter Seven
Sarah backed away from the formidable figure.
“Papa! Shame on you for frightening Sarah like that! What’s wrong with the men of
this family that they must resort to threatening defenseless women? Sheesh!”
The newcomer’s icy blue gaze never left Sarah’s face as he addressed his daughter.
“Your friend Isis has arrived. I suggest you go downstairs and keep her entertained.” He spoke in lightly accented English. Sarah wasn’t good with accents, but she assumed it was Greek. It sounded rather sexy on him, even if he was a bit scary.
Persephone shook her head. “I don’t think I should go just yet. I--”
“This isn’t up for debate, cub.” The man spoke in a voice of dead calm, but Sarah didn’t miss the undercurrent of steel in it.
Persephone gave Sarah’s arm a light squeeze of reassurance. “Call me if you need me,”
she offered, before heading down the stairs.
Sarah held up her hands. “Look, I don’t want any trouble. I’m going right now, and
then I won’t be your problem anymore.”
“Your ears must have been damaged in the scuffle. I reiterate: you aren’t going
anywhere.” The deep-throated voice oozed authority. If she didn’t find this man so damned intimidating, he’d be very handsome. Even if it hadn’t already been established that he was Constantine and Persephone’s father, no words would have been necessary to explain the connection; the resemblance was obvious. Were there any ugly people in this family?
“Look, pal, this is America. You can’t just hold me here.”
“If I must tie you down, you’ll not exit these premises without my say-so.” He bared shiny white teeth. “As alpha of this pack, I’m not in the habit of repeating myself. Since you are in my home, you fall under my care. Come with me, cub.” When he turned and began to move down the hall, Sarah stayed rooted to the spot, astonished and indignant.
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Who does this guy think he is?
He swung around with a growl. “I said, come!” His sharp command set her into motion.
She followed him downstairs and through a long corridor. Sarah felt as though she were being led to her doom and held herself tightly to keep from shaking apart.
Calm down, Sarah. I’m sure once this talk is over, he’ll let you be on your way.
Not on your life, a voice filtered into her mind.
What the--?
No more questions until we get to my study.
This situation was getting weirder by the minute. Soon she’d be too scared to think, because it was obvious this man could read her mind. Figuring there was no use in arguing, she walked
“Can’t do that, hon. Your clothes are in the trash.” The shifter shrugged, an amused smile on her lips.
“Then would you lend me something? I’ll mail it back to you when I can.”
“Can’t do that, either.”
Kyriakis 1: Kyriakis Curse
55
“Why the hell not?” Sarah was extremely irritated now.
“Because I’d never hear the end of it from my brother, and I like peace in my life.”
Sarah looked down at the white silk pajamas with red polka dots that she was wearing.
They were more than comfortable, but she’d look ridiculous appearing in public like that.
Still, her embarrassment wasn’t enough to keep her here. The last thing she wanted was for the Kyriakis family to suffer the same fate as her previous caregivers.
She spotted her ankle boots and picked them up.
Persephone frowned. “What are you doing?”
“I think it should be obvious; I’m leaving.” Once her shoes were on, she moved to the bedroom door and opened it.
Persephone placed a hand on her shoulder, halting her. “Sarah, you’re being silly. You can’t leave.”
Sarah shrugged the hand off. “I can, and I will.”
A tall, dark man with glowing blue eyes approached them. “On the contrary. You’re
not going anywhere.”
56 Eve Vaughn
Chapter Seven
Sarah backed away from the formidable figure.
“Papa! Shame on you for frightening Sarah like that! What’s wrong with the men of
this family that they must resort to threatening defenseless women? Sheesh!”
The newcomer’s icy blue gaze never left Sarah’s face as he addressed his daughter.
“Your friend Isis has arrived. I suggest you go downstairs and keep her entertained.” He spoke in lightly accented English. Sarah wasn’t good with accents, but she assumed it was Greek. It sounded rather sexy on him, even if he was a bit scary.
Persephone shook her head. “I don’t think I should go just yet. I--”
“This isn’t up for debate, cub.” The man spoke in a voice of dead calm, but Sarah didn’t miss the undercurrent of steel in it.
Persephone gave Sarah’s arm a light squeeze of reassurance. “Call me if you need me,”
she offered, before heading down the stairs.
Sarah held up her hands. “Look, I don’t want any trouble. I’m going right now, and
then I won’t be your problem anymore.”
“Your ears must have been damaged in the scuffle. I reiterate: you aren’t going
anywhere.” The deep-throated voice oozed authority. If she didn’t find this man so damned intimidating, he’d be very handsome. Even if it hadn’t already been established that he was Constantine and Persephone’s father, no words would have been necessary to explain the connection; the resemblance was obvious. Were there any ugly people in this family?
“Look, pal, this is America. You can’t just hold me here.”
“If I must tie you down, you’ll not exit these premises without my say-so.” He bared shiny white teeth. “As alpha of this pack, I’m not in the habit of repeating myself. Since you are in my home, you fall under my care. Come with me, cub.” When he turned and began to move down the hall, Sarah stayed rooted to the spot, astonished and indignant.
Kyriakis 1: Kyriakis Curse
57
Who does this guy think he is?
He swung around with a growl. “I said, come!” His sharp command set her into motion.
She followed him downstairs and through a long corridor. Sarah felt as though she were being led to her doom and held herself tightly to keep from shaking apart.
Calm down, Sarah. I’m sure once this talk is over, he’ll let you be on your way.
Not on your life, a voice filtered into her mind.
What the--?
No more questions until we get to my study.
This situation was getting weirder by the minute. Soon she’d be too scared to think, because it was obvious this man could read her mind. Figuring there was no use in arguing, she walked
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