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She gave hihtful look "Very well The snake tooth hasn’t drawn back into its sheath yet, so be careful not to snag it" She turned and went to the door

It hurt to have her use that neutral, formal voice "Lady," he called softly When she returned to the bed, Daeht kiss "Thank you If you ever want to recite another lesson to help you remember it, I’d be very pleased to listen"

She smiled at him He was asleep before she slipped out the door

4--Terreille

Surreal tried to shift her hips to a htened and the hand resting on her ar force

Philip Alexander had arranged for this evening with her early thathe’d done There was no leisurely dinner, no conversation, no turning out the lights, no light love before he covered her He took her, hard, with the candlelights glaring at full intensity so there could be no illusion about as under hih, he rolled off her, ate the cold dinner, drank ain Now he stared at the canopy above the bed, grinding his fingers into her bruised arainst Gray Her Green Jewel had shielded her a little, but not enough to keep her fro hurt The Gray was her surprise weapon, and she didn’t want to give up that edge until she absolutely had to After the second tiainst hier in hiy

"I’d kill that bastard if I could," Philip said through clenched teeth "He acts as if nothing’s happening while she"

"Who?" Surreal tried to lift her head "Who’s a bastard?" If she had soet through the rest of the night

"That ’gift’ Dorothea SaDiablo sent to Alexandra There’s lacier than there is in him, and yet Leland"

Surreal smelled blood She turned her head just a little Philip, in his rage, had bitten his lip

She’d already guessed that Philip’s attachhter than the mother Wasn’t that what the co able to pretend he was leisurely s when Robert Benedict wasn’t there, couplings so tainted with the fear of being found out that there was no pleasure in theratified by anothereye

Surreal shivered, reratified by the Sadist

"Cold?" Philip asked, his voice a little gentler

Surreal let him tuck the quilt up around them Now that she knehere to look, it wouldn’t be difficult to reach Sadi--if she wanted to Still, there was that red-haired witch at Cassandra’s Altar as asking about him, and she did owe hihting Philip’s restraining hand She s black curtain across her back and shoulder "Philip, why do you believe Sadi is serving Lady Benedict?"

"She publicly summons him to her room so that the whole family and most of the staff knows he’s with her," Philip snarled His anger ray eyes look flat and cold "And at the breakfast table, she chatters on about how entertaining he was"

"She actually says he was entertaining?" Surreal flung herself backward and laughed Daht

Philip threw hi?" he spat at her "You think this is funny?"

"Ah, sugar," Surreal said, gulping back her laughter "Fro out of bed, but he’s seldorip eased a little He frowned, puzzled

"She’s not the first, you know," Surreal said with a smile

"First what?"

"The first woman to so blatantly call attention to the use of a pleasure slave" She stifled her laughter He still didn’t get it