I finished reading another Sylvia Day book.
The first pages read were the last...
And they caught me.
I had to know how Simon and Lynette met.
Lynette and Lysette are twins.
Lysette died two years ago - or did she?
Paris, France 1780
He was the sort of man who enslaves a woman
with a single glance.
A glance such as the one he was presently giving to her -
Lynette Baillon.
Simon Quinn.
A man whose polished exterior encases raw masculinity.
Lounged against a fluted column in the Baroness Orlinda's ballroom.
Dressed in somber shades of dark blue and gray.
She was dressed in white -
Her skirts accented with rich cream-colored bows and silver thread.
All eyes drew toward her pale skin and dark ruby red half mask.
He saw her.
They had never been introduced.
As he approached her, she inhaled sharply.
"Mademoiselle."
Lynette shivered as his sensual voice
Wrapped around her like a lover's embrace.
"Mr. Quinn."
He led her through the crowd and down a hallway,
opening a closed door and pushing her ahead of him into the room.
The door latch clicked into place.
"What game are you playing?"
"I was staring," Lynette admitted.
She suddenly felt naked - but not nearly naked enough.
Reckless.
"You are...very attractive, Mr. Quinn."
Her tongue darted out to wet her dry lips and he froze.
"Do you want to be fucked?"
"Because you are begging for it, witch,
And I am insane enough in this moment to indulge you."
******************************
What happens in Chapter 11?
Buy the book.
*************************
Hi, I'm Lynette.
I mean Liz.
**********
