Summer Sin (The Anthology Novella Series Book 2) Read Free Page B

like nothing she had ever seen before. Bright, airy…spectacular. Marble floors and rich bamboo dominated the space, but it was done with an amazing Caribbean flair that was like nothing she had ever seen before. Blues and greens the color of sea glass filled the space, making it feel warm and homey and quite a bit like something right out of Better Homes and Gardens.
    “Your bags will be along shortly,” Harold informed her stoically. He handed her the keys and walked over to a key pad mounted near the door. “This is the alarm system. Please make sure that you activate it… always.” He punched in a code and turned, handing her a card. “This is the code for the system, please memorize it.”
    Victoria watched him a moment, a sinking feeling of doom hitting her in the gut. Why all the precaution? Again, something just didn’t feel right about any of this.
    “There are three other villas along this stretch of beach,” he continued. “One is vacant and I believe the other one will have a guest shortly. A shifter that is here for a bit of rest and relaxation, like yourself. But I’m sure that you will have your privacy.” He gave her a wry smile before clearing his throat and continuing. “There is a car in the garage if you need to venture into town, but you should have everything you need here. The house has been fully stocked and if there is something you do find that you need, all you have to do is call me and I will bring it to you.” He handed her another card from his front pocket. “I am available any time, day or night.”
    “Thank you,” Victoria replied distractedly, her eyes still taking in the grandeur of her surroundings.  Holy shit!
    “My number is on the card in case you need anything at all,” Harold informed her again, taking a step back towards the door. “Would you like me to show you around?” he asked, but Victoria could tell that he was just itching to leave. He seemed uncomfortable and completely out of place.
    “No, thank you, Harold. I’ll explore on my own.” With that, he gave her a curt nod and was gone.
    Victoria moved around the house, just trying to take it all in. She had never seen such luxury before. The kitchen was every chef’s wet dream, and the refrigerator was fully stocked with what seemed to be every type of food imaginable. Too bad she didn’t have the slightest idea how to do much more than boil water for a cup of noodles. What a waste, she sighed with a small shake of her head as she left the kitchen and headed upstairs to check out her sleeping arrangements for the next thirty days. 
    The master bedroom was enormous and absolutely gorgeous. Done in a beautiful ocean blue and white with a giant king sized bed set directly in the center of the room and surrounded by a voluminous gossamer netting…it was beyond spectacular.
    Oh, dear Lord! She inwardly groaned as she wondered how she was going to do this for an entire month. It seemed as if all she had known for the past seven years had suddenly been ripped from her fingers and she felt…lost and completely out of her element.
    She lived a simple life at best. A life of hunting and not much more. This absolute grandeur was unsettling to say the least. She was a fish out of water here and just trying desperately to gasp for air.
    She went back downstairs and headed for the French doors that faced the ocean, opening them and stepping outside onto the large deck and breathing the salty air deeply into her lungs, trying hard to clear her head. This was all just total sensory overload!
    She walked over to one of the deck chairs and plopped down with a huff, staring out at the incredibly blue waters and wondering how she was going to survive the next thirty days sitting around on her ass. This just wasn’t her. She was a hunter. Plain and simple. Not someone who lounged around all day long doing absolutely nothing. She was definitely not a lady that lunched.
    The roar of an engine jerked her from her thoughts