”“While I won’t question your latter statement, Monsieur, we shall have to see about the former,” Richard replied. There was an edge to his voice now.Ellen saw Lucas’ face turn dark with anger and an icy feeling of foreboding washed over her. She nodded and turned to walk up the stairs.Ellen found Marie white as a sheet and close to tears. She clutched Ellen’s hand imploringly.“Please, don’t make me go with him, Ellen! Please! I couldn’t stand it. I’d rather kill myself, I swear!”Ellen hugged her cousin. “Never fear, Marie. Do you wish to see him, or should I tell him that you will not come with him?”Collecting all her strength, Marie braced herself.“I shall tell him myself.”She stood and wanted to start downstairs, but Ellen held her back.“One moment, my dear,” she said, going into her bedroom. From a drawer there she took the double-barrelled, rifled percussion cap pistol that Richard had once purchased for her for travelling the Egyptian desert. With care, she inspected the seat of. Angie retreated before Victor and tried to gain control. "Now Victor, it's late. I really need my beauty sleep. Really Victor, we've just met each other. Please control yourself." You ask me to control myself, after you have been teasing me with your naked body all week? You expect me to just go back and go to sleep? After you have teased me all night?" Victor followed Angie until he had her backed into a corner. "You are my girl, my woman! You are here to take care of me, your boyfriend, Victor Rostovitch!" He grabbed her shoulders and looked deep into her blue eyes. His eyes were hard and unrelenting. Angie knew that Victor would get what he wanted. She let out a sigh, knowing that her future was sealed for the time she was undercover. Victor heard her sigh and knew it was a signal to go ahead, not that he needed to wait for one. He spun her around and frog-marched her to the kitchen table. Victor bent Angie over the table and flipped her dress up. He scowled at her sheer white.
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