Dark Conquest - Rosa (Vampire romance) (Erotic romance) Read Free Page B

up and go home.  There isn’t anything else I can do and at least there I’ll feel safe.  I stop, a shiver convulses through my body.  I don’t feel safe here, in fact I never did not from the moment we arrived .
    I need to plan what to do about Jane.  She must have gone back to the flat, I decide.  She’s found out that I spent the night with Anton and gone off early in a huff.  I suppose I can’t blame her really, he was supposed to be her boyfriend after all.  I’ve tried to use my mobile to ring her, to apologise, but there’s no signal here.
    Within the hour I’m dragging my suitcase back down the dirt track to the spot where we’d left the car.  There’s no sign of it – just tyre tracks in the mud.  She has left then, I think with relief believing this meant she was safe.  Probably in a right strop and hating my guts for letting her down like that.  She probably thinks I’ve stolen her man – how wrong she is.
    A tortuous two miles of a trek later and I am able to get a signal and ring for help.  I have no choice, I have to ring Jason.  He won’t let me down, he’ll come and get me and know what to do and right now I need a friend and a comforting shoulder.
    “It’s not like Jane to run out on you,” he puzzles as we drive back to the city.  “Are you sure you two haven’t argued.  You know how hot headed she can be,” he smiles ruefully.  “Do you remember the time we pulled that practical joke and how she reacted?”  He laughs.
    “This is different, Jace,” I insist.  “ The circumstances are different. I’m worried about her.  She wouldn’t just go off and leave me like that even if we had argued – the girlie code, remember,” I remind him.  “We leave together and we return together.”
    And Jane was always very firm about that.  M y stomach lurches, I have that niggle again and it’s getting worse.  What if I was wrong, what if Jane hadn’t left?  She’d been unwell, she might not even know about Anton seducing me and something awful might have happened to her as well.  If Anton could do those things to me what might he have done to her?
    I daren’t tell Jason about Anton, he’d never understand.  But then perhaps I should tell someone, after all the man had helped himself to my body in the most hideous way.  Whatever he had between his thighs is practically a lethal weapon! 
    He must have drugged me and Jane too, which is probably what made her feel ill.   So I was drugged then taken somewhere, tied to a bed and used.  I felt my cheeks redden. 
    He’d have looked, looked at every little intimate part of me as I lay there.  He would have touched and examined between my legs until he was fired up with lust.  Then he’d rammed that huge thing of his deep into me, into the virgin me.  And he’d continued ramming hard until he’d shot his hot, sticky load, all of it.  He was a beast. I’d already said yes to him, so why do things that way?  I didn’t understand.
    Jane wasn’t at our flat and neither were her things. 
    “Her car’s in its space outside,” Jason confirmed looking out of the window to the road.  “She’s not brought her stuff in yet, that’s all,” he reassured.  “She’ll be back any time clutching a bottle of wine and a pizza, so don’t worry,” he added kissing my cheek before he left.
    But I was worried.  I had a growing sick ly feeling in the pit of my stomach that was just getting worse as each hour passed.  All my instincts told me this wasn’t right.  Jane was in trouble and I’d left her behind.
    Anton Mortimer and Dorlan Grange – my starting point.  An internet search on his name got me nowhere but the house was another matter.
    It was hundreds of years old and had belonged to the Dorlan family, all the eldest males had being called Lucien apparently.  Recently it had been inherited by a cousin of the last remaining member of the family.  That cousin is Anton I presume.  The family seemed