The Lady and The Dragon
Chapter One
"Get in the house." He didn't raise his voice. Then again, he didn't need to in
order to convey his anger.
Follow him like a servant? No, a slave. A whore. He'd bought her, after all. But
by God, he was a fool if he thought he owned her.
Retrieving another of Grandfather's more scandalous sayings from her memory, she
yelled, "Bugger off!"
She whirled about and darted for the beach, anger enabling her to make
ground-eating progress.
Behind her, the captain followed.
Faster she ran, sprinting down the narrow path to the deserted sandy surface
below. The scent of salt in the breeze barely pierced the haze of her anger.
With a curse, the captain grabbed her wrist and turned her around to face him.
She collided with the solid breadth of his chest.
"You're not going anywhere," he snarled.
"You do not own me!" She tried to tug her hand away.
His nasty grin sent shivers down her spine. "Oh, I do. And I plan to prove it."
Christina tried to ignore the zing his nearness shot through her body, but his
familiar scent made her se ... read full excerpt from The Lady and the Dragon ebook
