THE CAPTURE: The Marriage Diaries, Volume 6 (Invitation To Eden) Read Free Page A

for you.”
    Once Leila was gone, Jillian strolled over to the vibrant bouquet of exotic flowers arranged in a cut crystal vase and removed the attached card. She opened the envelope and read the message from Dean.
    I hope you enjoy your accommodations tonight. Sleep well and I’ll see you tomorrow.
    Jillian felt a pang of disappointment that she wasn’t going to be sharing this first night in Eden with her husband. And there was absolutely no hint of what he had planned for her in the brief note. The anticipation was killing her, but she was certain that was exactly what her husband had intended.

CHAPTER THREE

    J illian woke up the following morning feeling more rested and refreshed than she had in a very long time—despite the long, exhausting day of travel the previous day. She was also excited to see Dean and finally find out what fantasy awaited her.
    She was sitting out on the balcony overlooking what she could see of the beautiful, lush island and deep blue ocean, and had just finished eating a continental breakfast with the most delicious fruit and pastries, when a knock sounded on the door—precisely at 10 am, as Leila had stated.
    Still wearing the chemise she’d slept in—because she had nothing else to wear except yesterday’s outfit—she covered up with the matching robe and went to the door. A sweet, elderly woman stood on the other side, her brown eyes bright and cheerful.
    “Good morning, Mistress,” she said with a polite nod of her head. “I’ll be taking you to the spa to ready you for your new Master.”
    New Master? A flutter of excitement stirred inside of her. Knowing this was all part of Dean’s arrangement, she followed the woman to another part of the castle and into a private spa where three other young girls were waiting to proceed with an abundance of beauty treatments.
    Over the next three hours, Jillian was pampered from head-to-toe. She was waxed and plucked, everywhere , then moved on to a facial while two of the girls gave her a manicure and pedicure. Her skin was exfoliated with a sea salt scrub until it was baby soft, then she was massaged and rubbed down with soothing, fragrant oils. Her hair was washed, dried, and curled into loose waves, and a light dusting of make-up enhanced her now glowing complexion.
    “All that’s left is to get you dressed,” one of the girls, Claire, said as she ushered Jillian into a smaller, adjoining room with a full length mirror, and pieces of clothing hanging from a few pegs on the wall that had a costume feel to them.
    Claire stood there, waiting for Jillian to take off the silk robe, and she smiled at the younger woman. “I think I can manage to get dressed on my own.”
    “My job is to help, and you might have some trouble with the ties.”
    Jillian didn’t know what “ties” the girl was referring to, but considering Claire had already seen Jillian naked in the spa, she stripped off the robe and let the girl do her job. Turning Jillian away from the mirror, Claire removed a white cotton blouse from a hanger and pulled it over her head, followed by helping her step into a flowing black skirt that fell to her calves but had a side slit on the left side that reached all the way up to her upper thigh and exposed the length of her leg.
    Jillian was all too aware of the fact that she didn’t have any underwear on beneath the blouse and skirt—especially the blouse, since it was pulled tight across her breasts and she could see her own nipples through the thin, white fabric. “Umm, I think you forgot my bra and panties.”
    “No, Mistress,” Claire said, amusement in her voice as she reached for what looked like a very wide belt and wrapped it around Jillian’s waist with the two ends meeting in the front. “I was instructed to make sure you didn’t wear any.”
    “Oh.” Dean’s instructions, no doubt, she thought, her cheeks warming in realization.
    Claire ducked her head, hiding her smile as she started lacing up the front of