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Normally, she’d want nothing to do with such a cold-hearted jerk, but Francis changed all the rules. There was something unidentifiable just beneath the surface of his flawless skin. She wanted to uncover his secrets, to witness him have a moment of weakness.
    Again, she mentally scolded herself for thinking beyond her purpose. She had to sell the DeVille estate, earn her commission and status in the world of real estate, and get the hell out of her parents’ basement. Heidi didn’t want to be trapped in a small town for the rest of her life. She knew her father was hoping for her to marry a well-to-do local man and bear his brood of children. Running around barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen was not her idea of a future. The life she wanted was passing her by. The mere idea of throwing out all her dreams for fuck-me eyes and broad shoulders was utterly ridiculous.
    As the minutes ticked by, Heidi finally began to build her resolve. When one of the brothers wasn’t breathing down her neck, it was easier to think, easier to resist. She started up her car, the cones of light illuminating the asphalt ahead, and returned home.
    She slipped in through the separate entrance of the bungalow, unwilling to talk with her mother about her great success. The house wasn’t even sold, a buyer not in sight, so celebrating was premature. This weekend she’d have an open house in hopes of arousing some interest in the mansion. She knew it wouldn’t be an easy turnover. There wasn’t exactly a gaggle of billionaires in their little town looking for an eight-bedroom monstrosity. Just the monthly utility bills would be more than the average blue-collar worker earned in months. She wouldn’t give up easily, though. Heidi had something to prove to her parents, the men at the office, the DeVilles, and herself.
    Rather than turn on the lights in her room, she lit two vanilla-scented candles. She’d enjoyed the intimacy of the candlelit foyer earlier. It was magical, lulling her into peaceful submission. She wanted to re-create that atmosphere, to recapture even a hint of what she’d felt with Joseph. As she slipped out of her dress, she examined her figure in the mirror. God, it was good to know one of the DeVilles was, indeed, attracted to her. But she couldn’t help but want all three to desire her in the same way.
    She smoothed her hands over her bare breasts and down her stomach to her neatly shaved pussy. Just thinking about those men had her clit swollen and sensitive. Heidi moaned and then sighed. Her vibrator was on its last leg, loud as a freaking lawn mower, and her parents were watching late-night television right above her on low volume.
    She crawled into her bed, her very empty bed, and tried to think of anything but the men less than a mile away.

Chapter Four

    “Open your mouth, lover.” Joseph tugged on the chains which held her arms above her head. When she opened as demanded, he ran the pad of his thumb along her fangs teasingly. If she dared to try and take from him, she’d suffer the punishment, and he’d enjoy administering it. Her lips were swollen, her eyes hooded. She loved every depraved minute in their dark lair. “Good girl.”
    Christian was at the other end of the room, taking what he needed from the neck of the young human they’d invited to their home days earlier. It was amazing how many women were eager to sample the BDSM lifestyle. Others fantasized about vampires, thanks to the overexposure of the entertainment industry, and craved to play the victim. The DeVilles could fulfill all those needs while satisfying their hunger.
    Joseph ran his finger down the center of the vampiress’s chest, still encrusted from the dried wax he’d used on her earlier. She loved the pain he inflicted on her, the more the better. He watched her nipples pebble in response to his touch. With his other hand, he pulled the chains taut, stretching her arms higher. She groaned, licking her sharp incisors. Joseph