Isadora (Masters Among Monsters Book 2) by Ella Frank Read Free Book Online

thought—”
    “No, you thought wrong. I’ll send someone down to help you out.” Elias walked forward in an effort to back Paris out of the room, and then the third individual in the office spoke up.
    “Elias. Aren’t you going to introduce us?”
    As Isadora’s sweet-as-honey voice found its way to Paris, the young man stepped around him, and gasped.  
    Motherfucker. This was so not how he’d expected his day to begin. Elias firmly shut the door and locked it. He had a feeling that whatever happened next was not going to be easy or pretty.

    PARIS ANTONIOU LIKED to think he was an easygoing guy. Cool under pressure, not one to stress. However, a lot of weird shit had been going down lately, and his relaxed demeanor was wearing thin.
    Ever since Leo had gone missing a couple of weeks earlier, things had seemed a little…off. Elias, who he’d known a long time, had been acting peculiar. And after nearly ten years of knowing who was in each of their lives, new people were starting to pop up out of… well, fucking nowhere.
    He stared at the fragile-looking woman who was strapped— yes, strapped —to Elias’s chair. Had he interrupted some kind of kinky sex shit between his boss and this woman? Hell, she’s attractive enough , he thought, if you like them kind of pasty. But her eyes were glowing when she flashed a wide smile at him.
    “And who might you be, handsome?”
    The woman’s seductive voice wound around him, and just as he was about to walk towards her, Elias took his wrist.
    “Paris, we need to talk.”
    “Paris, viens ici ,” the woman purred.
    “Cut it out,” Elias snapped. “He doesn’t speak French.”  
    Paris narrowed his eyes on the usually calm man beside him. Elias was practically vibrating with tension.
    “Relax, Elias,” the woman cooed. “We’re just having a little fun, aren’t we, Paris?”
      “Stop talking to him.”
    “Elias,” Paris finally spoke up. “You don’t have to be rude.”
    “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
    “Well, how about you tell me?” he suggested, pulling his arm free. He rubbed his wrist and turned away from the woman as he whispered, “Why is she tied to your chair?”
    The woman behind them laughed. “That’s a good question. Why am I tied to your chair, Elias?”
    Paris faced the woman and asked, “How did she hear me?”
    “Well,” Elias started and then sighed.  
    Paris tapped his foot as he waited. He wanted to demand Elias tell him what was going on, but he’d never raised his voice a day in his life, and he couldn’t imagine starting now—not with his boss.  
    “Maybe you should sit down.”
    “Oh, I can’t wait for this—”
    “Shut up, Isadora. Or I’ll gag you.”
    Paris flinched at the harshness of Elias’s tone.
    But, when the words, “She’s a vampire,” left his mouth, Paris thought he must have been losing his mind.

Present Day - Alasdair’s bedchambers

    “LEONIDAS, COME TO me.”
    The command echoed through Leo’s head as Vasilios leveled him with a pointed look. When he didn’t immediately move, he heard it again. Then his entire being felt as though it were being pulled to the male like a magnet, and he was over in front of the Ancient in a flash.
    “Oh, this is fun,” Vasilios said as he trailed a finger down the center of his sternum. He then glanced past his shoulder to where Alasdair was standing. “Not one, but two pretty cocks in the hen house.”
    “So, what does that make you? The hen?” Leo asked and then clamped his mouth shut. What the hell am I doing talking back to this guy?  
    But Vasilios merely smoothed his cool hand over his shoulder and tugged him forward, and Leo didn’t hesitate to go.
    “No, agóri. That makes me the wolf. Want to see my fangs?”
    Leo gazed at Vasilios’s stunning face and tried to understand what his role in this current situation was.
    “Your role is exactly what you offered,” Vasilios answered as though it were no intrusion that