DeLeina, Maya - Veil of Seduction [Ambrose Heights Vampires 2] (Siren Publishing Classic) Read Free

Heights? I’m not going to pass on this! I have been beyond hopeful, beyond prepared for this very news! All of these months of moving money here, transferring assets there—all of the painstaking efforts, and now the funds are successfully in place. You know this, yet you are advising against it? I pay you a lot of money to take care of the legal issues, not for your opinion.”
    “Actually, I make a good living for exactly that…my opinion,” Alan said bluntly.
    Ryan took a deep breath in, reining in his outburst as he leaned against the window. He closed his eyes tightly as he spoke, “Look, you said the guy is eccentric. True. But most of all, he is a control fiend.” Ryan paused and opened his eyes. “Don’t you see his game? These drawn-out negotiations, numerous changes to the contract, days without calls, calls in the middle of the night? They’re all methodically crafted to fulfill his need for dominance. This closing stipulation of two days and no inspection…it is just his last effort, a means to dangle me by his strings one last time. I’ll play his game if it means my ass will be perched on top of the mountain, in that house, sipping champagne and looking down at all of the fucking people in town. They will envy me!”
    “You realize that we would have to close by Thursday?” Alan replied, making a last effort to sound his opinion carefully in the matter.
    “Accept the deal with the conditions, Alan. I want Ambrose Heights .” Ryan firmly accentuated his last line. “Make the necessary arrangements to the property title as we planned. I’ll work on her over the weekend to sign the quitclaim deed.”
    “And, as for the remaining matter?’
    “What about it?”
    “Well, have you changed your mind, or are we to proceed as planned after the title transfer is complete?” Alan questioned.
    Ryan sighed. “Anya. Yes, proceed. All I want is Anise.”
     

Chapter Two

    The Mercedes G550 maneuvered through the switchbacks of the mountain pass that led to Ambrose Heights. Ryan was a little on edge as he’d never made the trip at dusk and the light snow flurry that had started earlier in the evening was now heavier and sticking to the road. A sense of relief washed over him as he finally came upon the only straightaway in the journey.
    This was his perfect opportunity.
    He rolled his shoulders, slid back into the seat warmers, and allowed his hands to loosen their grip on the wheel. Slowly, he glided his hands around the steering wheel, enjoying the sensation the texture created on his palms.
    Ryan was consumed with absolute contentment as he reflected in the silence.
    The house. The Mercedes. They are mine.
    He pictured what the house would look like at night, how he would tower above the sparkle and shimmer of the city below. He wondered about the exact number of people he could pack in the house when he was ready to throw himself a housewarming party. The guest list would be long and obviously take some methodical planning. He would be strategic, inviting the right people who could spread the word about his extravagant purchase. In the right hands, the invitation could lead to more opportunities, maybe even land a feature story in the architectural magazine.
    But this time, he would be on the cover.
    Fulfillment washed over him ashe took a deep breath. His nostrils immediately filled with the scent of leather, but through the air of masculinity, a spice-laced perfume delicately surfaced.
    His gaze traveled to the passenger seat. He soaked in her beautiful features as she slept. Her olive-tone skin, her long, silky, black hair, her slender legs, he loved everything about her. He softly caressed her cheek with the back of his hand and edited his previous thought.
    The house. The Mercedes. The beauty by my side. They are mine.
    She was his latest acquisition.
    Like a trophy on display, she glistened. Her attractiveness radiated a discernible vibrancy. He shook his head in adoration. It was the newness