“I was too stunned to think or move. I knew he desired my blood. And yet I did not want to hinder him. With a flick of his fingers, he untied the ribbon at my collar and pulled open my… — Syrie James Copy Share Image
“My love," he said gently, as one hand reached up to caress my face, "you are not still afraid of me?" "No." My voice seemed to be coming to me from a far-off place. "But we cannot... my husband, I-"… — Syrie James Copy Share Image
