The Seduction of Gretchen: Paranormal Erotic Romance (Anam Céile Chronicles) by Rosalind Scarlett Read Free Book Online

same.  
    If he has managed to have so profound an effect on me
from a distance, than being in his presence has the potential to literally ruin
me!  What if I never desire another man again, even become physically repulsed
by them and am left unable to perform forcing me to take to the streets?
    Worse yet, what if he is not satisfied with me, becoming
disenchanted with me, never to return!  I will be shattered!
    Considering all of the possibilities had my stomach working
its way into knots.
    I could hardly believe I was finally going to be able to
service him !  Then for a moment, I decided I must be dreaming, which would
have been a rather disappointing realisation, indeed.
    Well, I suppose I shall know soon enough if it is a dream
or not.
    My nerves were really beginning to become agitated as I made
my way up the several flights of stairs to the fifth floor. 
    It is a good thing I am in shape!
    All too soon— or not soon enough, I am not sure which— I was
standing before the room in which she had told me he was waiting for me.   As
my hand moved to the lever on the door, I drew in a deep breath.  A moment of
fear shot through me.
    What if it is not him, after all?  I don’t know if I can
stand to be disappointed again.  No, but it has to be him, I just know it is!
    Turning down the lever, I pushed the door open.  “Hello? 
Bonjour?”
    At first, I did not see anyone.  Thinking perhaps I had the
wrong room, I stepped back to glance at the number beside the door. 
    Five-hundred, twenty-two.
    “Please, come in,” came the voice, low and commanding yet
smooth.  Something about the sound of it told me it was him.  It was the most
perfect voice I had ever heard.
    I stepped all the way inside the small room, shutting the
door behind me.  There to the far left side of the red velvet settee, sat the
man whom had occupied every waking— as well as non-waking— moment of my existence
in the past month. 
    My heart stopped within my chest. 
    He was dressed rather elegantly in a suit of ivory satin
which seemed to blend seamlessly with his smooth as alabaster skin.  The suit
was trimmed in baby blue velvet, accentuating his eyes which were penetrating
me in the same mesmerizing manner as they had the other times I had seen him.  His
soft waves of pale blonde hair grazed his shoulders and shone like silk,
framing his perfectly structured face. 
    For all of my relentless fantasizing, I now saw that I had failed
severely in doing him proper justice.  He was absolutely beautiful, if one
could call a man that, in which case he would definitely be the prime definition. 
    He is a God!
    I realised that never had I been this close to him before. 
It was humbling.  The nervousness which had been dancing about my stomach now
flared up fully.  I feared I would choke and not be able to speak, ruining my
chance to make a positive impression upon him. 
    Somehow, surprising myself, I managed.
    “Monsieur La Croix?” I confirmed almost inaudibly in an
attempt to smooth over my shaky voice, which I consequently failed miserably. 
Never had any man had this effect upon me.  I felt so silly!
    The corners of his mouth curled up to form a confident smile. 
Having not the opportunity to see his smile before, I became further enthralled. 
It was indeed something to behold!
    “Oui, I am Monsieur La Croix,” he answered.  “But please,
call me Lucius.”
    “Lucius,” I repeated, savouring the sound of his name upon
my tongue.  Out of fear at appearing daft, I quickly checked myself.  If he
knew the powerful effect he had upon me, how I had fantasized of him every day,
every night… 
    Then realising I was indeed behaving precisely as a foolish
girl, I had yet to even properly introduce myself.  No wonder he stared at me
so strangely.  “Forgive me my pause.  I am Gretchen.”
    “Gretchen,” he repeated sensually, as though caressing my
name with his tongue.  “A beautiful name.  What a pleasure it is to