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Authors: Angela Castle
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dirty with spells and magic like some. Plus, it will stop you from getting into more trouble.”
Opie bristled at his reference that she was the reason he was here in the first place.
“Me? In trouble? You’re the one dragging me into the viper’s nest,” she hissed. “Had I not tethered us, would you have helped me?”
Simon stopped, staring down at her for a long moment before shaking his head. Pain sliced deeper than she liked when he didn’t answer right away. “Maybe.” His calm expression gave nothing away. “We’re here, might as well slice two birds with one sword. My instincts are telling me there is more going on here than simply kidnapping a pretty dragon princess.”
The building loomed before swallowing them whole as they moved through the doors, gliding to a stop as Simon took in the sights of the impressive modern architecture. Still, the whole place reeked of pure evil. A shudder ran down her spine.
Humans passed through, and she was sure they were completely unaware of just what lurked within the building’s bowels.
“Well, that’s a charming piece of artwork.” Simon’s sarcastic tone made her eye the huge grotesque statue. It stood ten feet tall and contained several figures twisted in some frozen, eternal dance. Water flowed from open spots into a six-sided pond.
A low vibration coming from her throat made her realise she was growling.
“Don’t start smoking on me again, sweetheart,” Simon muttered under his breath. With his arm still around her waist, he moved them towards the reception desk. “And put a smile on your pretty face, we’ve got cameras on us from all angles.”
She glanced up to see his smile not reaching his eyes. He let her go for a moment to smile charmingly down at the receptionist. She was a thin, reedy looking girl with bleached blonde hair, and breasts so fake they looked like cantaloupes glued to her chest. They were held in only by the tight fabric stretching across them.
“Hello, lovely, could you please inform Mr. Jones that Ophelia Dragon and Simon Hunter are here to see him?”
Opie held in her snort at Simon’s ‘lovely’ reference. The half-silicone human female batted her heavily mascaraed eyelashes at him. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think Mr. Jones is in today.”
From the corner of Opie’s eye she spotted the elevator door opening, and five men in black suits poured out. Opie laid a possessive hand over Simon’s arm and kept her smile sweet, ignoring the glare from implant girl.
“Honey, don’t bother with her, our escort has just arrived.”
Simon turned. “Oh wonderful.” Without a backward glance they moved to meet the welcoming committee. She slipped her hand into his, partially because she was shaking in fear of the men, but more so from the fear of being torn away from him. She wasn’t sure how her dragon would handle being separated from him, especially with the tether still in place.
“Are you going to take us to your boss, or do we need to find our own way?”
One of the suited men reopened the lift. “Mr Jones will see you, of course. This way.”
Simon nodded down at her, his hand tightening on hers. He gave her a smile of reassurance. Confidence shone in his sexy blue gaze. Despite her still pounding heart, and the fear they may not get out of here alive, she did trust him, completely.
* * * *
On the outside, Simon kept his cool, his mind sharp, alert to everything around him. His every muscle coiled and ready to act in a split second of a heartbeat. The trembling in Opie’s hand worried him. He pulled her a little closer, holding her hand a little tighter to reassure her everything would be fine.
He kept note of how many floors they actually went up, ignoring the uncomfortable silence in the confined space. Opie let out a little breath when the doors finally opened again and they stepped out into a large corridor. He grinned down at her, but he could see the apprehension in her eyes and her stiff body
Opie bristled at his reference that she was the reason he was here in the first place.
“Me? In trouble? You’re the one dragging me into the viper’s nest,” she hissed. “Had I not tethered us, would you have helped me?”
Simon stopped, staring down at her for a long moment before shaking his head. Pain sliced deeper than she liked when he didn’t answer right away. “Maybe.” His calm expression gave nothing away. “We’re here, might as well slice two birds with one sword. My instincts are telling me there is more going on here than simply kidnapping a pretty dragon princess.”
The building loomed before swallowing them whole as they moved through the doors, gliding to a stop as Simon took in the sights of the impressive modern architecture. Still, the whole place reeked of pure evil. A shudder ran down her spine.
Humans passed through, and she was sure they were completely unaware of just what lurked within the building’s bowels.
“Well, that’s a charming piece of artwork.” Simon’s sarcastic tone made her eye the huge grotesque statue. It stood ten feet tall and contained several figures twisted in some frozen, eternal dance. Water flowed from open spots into a six-sided pond.
A low vibration coming from her throat made her realise she was growling.
“Don’t start smoking on me again, sweetheart,” Simon muttered under his breath. With his arm still around her waist, he moved them towards the reception desk. “And put a smile on your pretty face, we’ve got cameras on us from all angles.”
She glanced up to see his smile not reaching his eyes. He let her go for a moment to smile charmingly down at the receptionist. She was a thin, reedy looking girl with bleached blonde hair, and breasts so fake they looked like cantaloupes glued to her chest. They were held in only by the tight fabric stretching across them.
“Hello, lovely, could you please inform Mr. Jones that Ophelia Dragon and Simon Hunter are here to see him?”
Opie held in her snort at Simon’s ‘lovely’ reference. The half-silicone human female batted her heavily mascaraed eyelashes at him. “I’m sorry, but I don’t think Mr. Jones is in today.”
From the corner of Opie’s eye she spotted the elevator door opening, and five men in black suits poured out. Opie laid a possessive hand over Simon’s arm and kept her smile sweet, ignoring the glare from implant girl.
“Honey, don’t bother with her, our escort has just arrived.”
Simon turned. “Oh wonderful.” Without a backward glance they moved to meet the welcoming committee. She slipped her hand into his, partially because she was shaking in fear of the men, but more so from the fear of being torn away from him. She wasn’t sure how her dragon would handle being separated from him, especially with the tether still in place.
“Are you going to take us to your boss, or do we need to find our own way?”
One of the suited men reopened the lift. “Mr Jones will see you, of course. This way.”
Simon nodded down at her, his hand tightening on hers. He gave her a smile of reassurance. Confidence shone in his sexy blue gaze. Despite her still pounding heart, and the fear they may not get out of here alive, she did trust him, completely.
* * * *
On the outside, Simon kept his cool, his mind sharp, alert to everything around him. His every muscle coiled and ready to act in a split second of a heartbeat. The trembling in Opie’s hand worried him. He pulled her a little closer, holding her hand a little tighter to reassure her everything would be fine.
He kept note of how many floors they actually went up, ignoring the uncomfortable silence in the confined space. Opie let out a little breath when the doors finally opened again and they stepped out into a large corridor. He grinned down at her, but he could see the apprehension in her eyes and her stiff body
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