“This was inevitable, Beauty, you know that, don’t you?” His expression was unreadable. It rattled her as much as his easy tone that said this act they’d committed was a given. He had known what he was here for. He didn’t even seem frustrated. He knew she was a given, that it was just a matter of time.
“This isn’t me. I don’t do this.” There was deep satisfaction underneath her embarrassment. It said that what she and Roman had done together was not just
incredibly satisfying but it felt right.
“You called me Capitaine.” His eyes smiled down at her, but she had no explanation for the name she’d called him.
Run, little witch…
Amelie Laurent is on her way to the top of the jewelry designing world with no time for men. Her orderly life is about to come undone when jewelry tycoon Roman Cardiff steals her away on assignment to a remote English estate. Roman wants Amelie all to himself but St. Clair Manor’s resident ghost has been waiting for her much longer than he has.
An unseen gunman takes a shot at Roman and he blames a business rival. But Amelie and Roman are to blame, for falling in love 200 years before in a time neither of them remember.
From the heartbreak of pre-Revolutionary France to modern day corporate wars, Amelie and Roman uncover a history of blood jewels, lust and demons.
Good witch, bad witch, you must decide…
When Amelie discovers her inner witch she learns the real reason she was summoned to St. Clair Manor. Il Dragone will kill to get her back. Amelie will kill if they do.