Chapter ONE - Weebly

He heard the door rattle behind him.
“Someone let him in,” the voice said, sounding both
bored and amused. “Gordon’s going to be disappointed
that he missed all the fun, Ethan. You shouldn’t have
locked the door.”
Ethan forced his eyes open, and then concentrated
on the face swimming before him.
As it came into focus, he was reminded once again
of how dangerous it could be having any dealings with
Sephira Pryce. Everything about the woman lent itself to
seduction. Her voice was low for a woman’s, and
slightly gravelly, so that with every word she sounded
like she was purring. Reclining on his bed, her shining
black curls cascading over her shoulders, she looked
like some lithe, preternaturally intelligent creature from
the wilds of North America. Her oval face tapered to a
sharp chin, but her other features were soft, womanly.
Her cheekbones were high, but her cheeks retained
enough roundness to give her a pleasant look—some
might even have called it friendly. Her eyes were large
and bright blue, the kind of eyes that should have
belonged to a child. They could convey innocence, even