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My cock instantly shot up. I was thankful for the table covering my lap. I knew exactly what she was referring to and by the way she was looking at me, I knew she knew I knew.

“Just stay out of my business dealings and be a good little girl,” I told her. Her eyes lowered a little and she glared at me but I could tell the alcohol was doing its job and letting her loosen up. I wanted to see the real Paisley come out.

“I’ve never quite been a good girl before.”

“You’re playing with fire, little dove.”

I could barely stand it. If she continued down this path, I’d have her up against that wall. “What if I like fire?”

I got up from the table, thankful the room was dark enough to cover my erect cock. I stalked over to her side of the table. She jumped up, and I had my hand on the side of her face, our faces close enough that I could feel her breath on my face.

“You keep it up, Paisley, and you’ll be screaming my name all night, not Zane’s.”

I claimed her lips in a heated kiss before I found the strength to pull away, exiting the dining hall before I did something I would regret.

She was Zane’s.

She was a captive until I got what I wanted.

I continued saying that over and over as I made my way to my bedroom and laid down on the bed. The smell of her perfume was all over my pillows, making my cock jump about behind my pants.

I sent a message to Ben to make sure a new room was set up for Paisley. I couldn’t have her in here again. I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off the woman.

Paisley

Halen was testing me. He’d let me walk around his mansion, explore the grounds and now I was in his gothic garden. It had a large wrought iron gate that stayed open, and large stone walls around it. Ivy was wrapped over the stones giving it an overgrown and haunted feel. I moved inside and looked at the plants. There were no cards to tell me what plant was what. Which meant Halen knew them by sight.

I had to say that was impressive.

Now, I wish I had brought the book I’d found with me.

As I made my way around the garden, I came to a plant with beautiful purple flowers. I wondered what it was, it didn’t look familiar.

“It’s wolfsbane,” Halen said. I turned around to see him standing in the stone archway, his shirt was unbuttoned at the top and I could see the tops of his pecs. He came over to me, and I caught a whiff of his cologne which made me weak in the knees.

“It’s a poisonous plant,” I said. “Why would you keep that in your garden?”

He smiled a little. “Most plants are poisonous, you just don’t realize it. But you’re right, this is one of the plants that was once used in love potions that ended up killing those who drank it.”

I must have made a face because he laughed. The sound was utterly erotic to my ears.

“I’ve got a few of these plants in here, but mostly because they are beautiful plants, and not being used to poison people.”

“Have you ever willingly poisoned someone with these plants?” I asked him.

He didn’t want to answer. I could see it in the way his smirk disappeared. “Come,” he said. “I’ll show you some more.”

I accepted his invitation and followed him around the garden that had very little color.

“This one is belladonna, I’m sure you’ve heard of it.”

I nodded. “Yeah, isn’t it used to cause confusion, or vomiting?”

“It can do a lot of things if consumed,” he said. “But depending on the amount you use, it can be used as a psychedelic as well.”

We continued to walk until we got to an unusual white flower.

“This is a water hemlock, usually always fatal,” he said. “I don’t quite know how we got this one but it’s done well in these conditions.”

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