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Voices indicated a few of the men prompted to go. “Excellent.” His grave tone came again. “Next week, you are sailing from Port Quin with my ship, which is already docked there.”
Port Quin being the most important in Cornwall.
Extreme excitement invaded Annabel. This is what she came here for, the pinnacle of her mission! She needed to send word to London post haste.
“Our man in the continent will instruct you on further plans.” The Duke completed. “If you have no questions, we need to go and prepare.”
This also confirmed his treasonous activities, which lef
t a stale taste of disappointment.
Chairs scraping the floor told her the meeting finished. She hid behind a tree to see how many attended and report to London.
Seven men left the house, including the Duke. Annabel waited until they had mounted and gained distance from the place. Quickly, she mounted her mare. She needed to be away from here as fast as possible.
Out in the fields, she spotted the Duke not far ahead. She pulled the reins to open the distance, and the mare nickered quite loud, the sound carrying in the breeze. The Duke’s horse turned to her, and she had time to see his scowl before she turned and pressed the mare with her ankle to gallop.
Darn his sharp ears! She allowed the mare full speed, his Arab black stallion’s hooves pounding the soil behind her. Now she rode at break neck haste, unsure where she headed. She kept on, the flat terrain not so difficult to manage.
If there was one damned thing that irritated the hell out of Romulus, it was a disobedient woman. More precisely, a disobedient Annabel! How on earth this hellish female succeeded in passing through his guards constituted a mystery he was not sure he wanted to uncover. She had only to smile to muddle his own common sense! Imagine the others…
Her mare came from excellent breed, but would never be a match for his stallion, which made him close in on her. He remembered her being a first-class amazon, and she did not make it easy for him. From the direction she headed to, he calculated he would be able to corner her soon enough.
Less trained than his stallion, the mare showed signs of tiring and did not gallop so fast now. Annabel kept checking her back and forged ahead, nonetheless.
Minutes passed and Romulus sighted the cliff. She saw it, too, no doubt. Now he would grab her annoyingly defiant person and drag her to the castle. By the hair if need be.
Down the cliff, the ocean battled the rocks with furious waves, the sound resonating in the air. The sea blew a strong wind to land.
She halted the mare, turned it to him and dismounted. Not one to shy away from confrontation, was she? Livid, he also dismounted and marched to her. His hat gone, his dark brown hair free.
“I ordered you to stay in the castle.” He rumbled rough. “You are to obey me!”
Her resplendent eyes shone rebellious on him. “I will not obey you. Ever!” She threw fearless. The woman could be tempting in whatever mood she exhibited. And her stunts were carrying him to a state of unhinged arousal.
“Oh, but you will.” He devolved, nearing her. Her skirts flew with the wind, the same wind ripped her bonnet from her head, making wisps of hair flutter around her perfect face. Her little upturned nose rose with her proud chin.
She laughed. Laughed, the senseless chit! “Never!” Her back as straight as a warrior, she looked directly into his eyes. “If anything, I might do just the opposite of your edits!” She never cared for his sombre stance.
He stanched mere inches from her. “Indeed?” He rumbled and laced her firmly by her slim waist, clashing their bodies. She gasped while he lowered his head to her. “Then, do not moisten your lips.” He commanded.
Her gaze fell to his mouth, and she moistened her lips. The opposite of what he ordered.
“Do not sigh.” He licked her lower lip.
She sighed.
He nibbled her bee-stung delicacy. “Do not close your eyes.”
Her lashes already fluttered down on her flawless cheeks.
His tongue traced the seam of her lips. “Do not even think of opening for me.” he murmured in the end of his own forces.
But she did more than that, her arms snaked up his thick neck to merge in his sleek hair and pull him down to her.
Talk about disobedient.
He was lost!
