My Lord Vampire by Alexandra Ivy Read Free Book Online

regarding her with his midnight gaze.
    “Ah, Lady Gilbert.”
    Simone forgot to breathe.
    Lost in the dark beauty of his eyes Simone felt the tangible power of him reach out to wrap about her. It feathered over her skin and tugged at something deep within her. Fierce, shimmering heat flared through her, making her knees weak and her mouth dry.
    Botheration.
    No man should be able to affect her so deeply.
    Not by just being near.
    It was indecent.
    Desperately attempting to remind herself of the reason she sought him out in the first place, she plastered a stiff smile to her lips.
    “Mr. Ravel.”
    The sculpted lips curved as he slowly surveyed her slender form, lingering with obvious interest on the low cut of her neckline before returning to her flushed features.
    “I trust you are enjoying your evening?”
    Forcing her stiff muscles to relax, Simone opened her fan to slowly cool her heated cheeks.
    She was the one in command, she reminded herself sternly.
    It was time she began commanding.
    “’Tis much like any other ball,” she retorted with a bored glance about the glittering room. “The same guests, the same gossip, the same predictable flirtations.”
    A raven brow lifted in unspoken mockery. “You are bored?”
    “More resigned,” she drawled. “I continue to hope that I might encounter one who is willing to toss aside the conventional expectations. Unfortunately there are so few in society willing to be more than mindless sheep following the flock.”
    “You would prefer wolves to sheep?”
    “They would most certainly add a bit of spice to the dull evening.”
    The pale, beautiful features hardened at her taunting words. “You do not know of what you speak. Be glad you are surrounded by harmless sheep. They at least do not threaten to devour you.”
    The rough velvet voice struck a chill in her heart before she was giving a determined shake of her head.
    These vague innuendos were becoming wearisome.
    She had enough true worries to plague her mind without jumping at shadows.
    “I suppose you are referring to the mysterious danger you have elected yourself to protect me from?”
    He stepped closer, not at all amused by her flippant tone.
    “I speak of the foolishness of toying with matters beyond your comprehension.”
    There was something so patronizing in his manner that Simone instinctively stiffened.
    “Your arrogance continues to astonish me. I do not need to be warned as if I were a child.”
    “But you are a child in many ways despite your attempts at sophistication.”
    That was it.
    Simone nearly broke her fan in half as she struggled to maintain her composure.
    A child?
    How dare he?
    The most elusive, handsome and charming of London gentlemen battled for just a smile. She was toasted as an Incomparable.
    Oh yes, he was certainly overdue for a well deserved lesson in how to treat a lady.
    She lowered her lashes so that she could peer beneath them in a coy manner.
    “Perhaps you should regard me a bit closer, Mr. Ravel. I can assure you that I am a fully mature woman.”
    A dangerous stillness pooled about him as he deliberately glanced back down to the vast amount of skin revealed by the crimson gown.
    “You wish to challenge me?” he at last purred in silky tones, reaching without warning to grasp her elbow and steer her toward a distant door. “Very well.”
    “What?” Simone stumbled over her skirts as she found herself being easily forced through the crowd. “Where are you taking me?”
    He glanced down at her with a sardonic smile. “You requested that I regard you a bit closer; I can hardly do so in the midst of a crowded ballroom.”
    Simone’s eyes widened. Surely he did not think she was going to actually allow him to ... to view more than was already on display?
    “I believe you misunderstood me, sir,” she said in breathless tones. She might be an expert in flirtatious banter, but that was as far as her skills extended.
    The dark gaze seared into her wide eyes. “Are