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Darcey, simply a short
moment, I assure you.” After repeating his request, the man grasped
her hand in a way that appeared to be gentle outwardly, but felt
painfully forceful to her. She attempted to resist but didn’t want
to distress Brianna with another kidnapping attempt, so she
refrained from causing the drama needed to embarrass this man
enough to escape him and stood. He didn’t loosen his crushing grip
on her fingers, and she was forced to clench her teeth, fighting
the need to grimace with the pain.
    Fortunately for her, she knew she had two
vampires right behind her with the sole task of keeping her safe
from vampires like this one. Covertly she turned to lift her purse
from the back of her chair, knowing that as she took the strap
she’d be able to make eye contact with her guards.
    They were watching the man, not her,
probably making certain he didn’t notice them. Seth quickly flashed
his eyes to her and nodded. They then behaved as if they didn’t
know her or what was happening. But Danielle had confidence they
would take care of her.
    Attempting to sound calm she said, “I’ll be
back in a minute, Bri.” She went with the man as he led her to a
more secluded location outside of the restaurant, and away from
Brianna’s line of vision. He lessened the pressure of his hold, but
kept her hand firmly in his when they got to a spot that was
apparently satisfactory to him.
    “Thank you. My dear, I will not waste
time with pleasantries and get right to the point. I have been a
vampire for many years. I’ve
lived a happy, but terribly long life. And I am weary. I am requesting that you give me
the cure to this curse.”
    Danielle stared at him. She didn’t really
want to bite this man. He was a little frightening, and she sensed
that he had to be much older than Beon or even Seth. Biting Ethan
had been an intimate experience, and she couldn’t imagine doing it
to just any stranger. Not to mention, she understood how dangerous
it was for her. Her eyes widened with panic when she realized that
he was slowly towing her toward a black car parked next to the
sidewalk. He meant to kidnap her, and force her to cure him, though
she knew he’d probably kill her in the process.
    “No, sir. It’s not that simple. Please let
go. I can’t go with you.”
    “I’m afraid I can’t take no for an
answer.”
    She began to struggle more, but this man
simply took hold of her arm as well as her hand, then halted
abruptly.
    Confusion swamped her until she understood
that he’d hesitated in his abduction because her security detail
had arrived. Seth stood behind the man, his fists and stiff
shoulders hinted at the threat he most likely meant to convey. She
noticed from her peripheral that Cedric had moved in behind her,
and she felt his hands settle onto her shoulders. Danielle sighed
in relief.
    “Release Danielle now,” Seth warned in a
harsh, commanding voice.
    “Gentlemen, I only wish for Miss Darcey to
share the miracle of this cure with me. I mean her no harm.”
    “Release her,” Seth demanded, and the man
finally let go. Danielle rubbed her reddened fingers.
    “You do not want me for an enemy,” the man
countered. His once articulate voice was now seething with
menace.
    “We are not saying that you cannot have the
cure, but we need you to go through Beon and not Danielle.” Seth’s
unfaltering voice was equally threatening.
    “But he isn’t mortal; he cannot offer the
cure to me.”
    “Danielle is in his personal care, you will
need to go through Beon. Please give us your name and we will have
him contact you at a later time.”
    The man appeared to take measure of his
situation, realizing it seemed that he had no choice but to back
down.
    “May name is Laszlo Martine, I will await
his call. I’m sorry to have disturbed you, Miss Darcey, please
accept my apologies.”
    She smiled what felt like an awkward twist
of her mouth, attempting politeness, though she was sure he saw
through it.
    He left and