Passion By Control (Passion Series Book 2) by J. A Melville Read Free Book Online Page B

just what he was. There was probably too much at stake for him to risk exposure, so mind control solved everything. He got what he wanted and they were none the wiser.  
    I pulled the door open, still grinning to myself at the girls’ reaction over Fabian and my smile died on my face when I met his pale blue grey eyes. Fuck, he was far too good looking for such an arse.
    A slow smile spread over that stunning face of his and I was subjected to his perfect white teeth.
    “Well, good evening Sirene, what a pleasure to see you. So you have made your home here with Cassandra and Chloe have you?” He asked and I narrowed my eyes at him. The bastard would have already known that, I was sure.
    “Well, as you can clearly see, yes.” I answered. “Will you come in?”
    With another smile, he stepped inside, suddenly making the entryway to the house seem far too small, as he stood for a moment staring down at me, totally dwarfing me.
    I had to tilt my head right back to meet his gaze, he was that damn tall. He was watching me, those strange eyes of his, making me feel like he was looking inside me, like he could see what I was thinking and feeling. They were beautiful and unique but somewhat intimidating too.
    He lifted a hand to brush the back of his fingers down my cheek. It was a simple, light caress, he barely touched me, but my reaction was far from simple. His fingers were cool, yet they ignited my skin, blazing a trail of heat where he touched me, and I panicked at my response to him, stepping away; fighting not to press a hand to my cheek where I could still feel the heat as if he’d somehow branded me.
    His look was thoughtful as he stared at me, but I turned away from him and headed into the living room, needing to get some space between us. Cassie and Chloe still lay sprawled out on the lounges. I didn’t bother to see if Fabian was following me, I didn’t need to. Not only could I hear his almost silent steps, I could feel him. The man gave off something, an aura, something powerful that made me vitally aware of him. I didn’t need to know where he was, I could feel him. It was surprising too, that for such a big man, tall, extremely well built and muscled, I could see that through his clothes, he was very light on his feet. Maybe it was a vampire thing?
    A chorus of cheerful ‘hellos’ welcomed him and I stared at their faces that were all lit up with excitement as they greeted Fabian.
    It was nice to see I wasn’t the only one affected by him. He was like a magnet, attracting women to him, with his near overwhelming sexual appeal, that poured off him like the most powerful pheromone. Really none of us had a chance since it seemed like any woman within throwing distance of him, was reduced to a shivering, shaking, mindless blob of sexual desire.
    This was not good, this was bad. I had to use witchcraft on this man, fuck with him, destroy him, and knock his arrogant arse around enough, that he wasn’t the cocky asshole he was now. Somehow I had to get my raging hormones under control and not lose focus. He was a vampire. A blood sucking parasite, dressed up in pretty packaging. He would do anything to get his own way. He would destroy anyone to get his own way. He’d already shown what he was prepared to do, not to lose his power.
    Now all I had to do was remind myself of that, any time I was near him, and I would be fine.
    I moved back to the lounge I’d been occupying before, so I could subtly watch Fabian. This was the first time he’d been here since I cured Cassandra, and I was curious as to how he would react when he saw her. The change in her was too great for him not to notice.
    Then there was the spell I’d put on my housemates to protect them from his sexual advances. Secretly I wanted him to try and fuck one of them tonight. It would be fun to watch his reaction when the spell kicked in, preventing him from having his way with them.
    I shifted my focus to his face, watching the way he was