Realizing he had better hurry, the big man lumbered down the stairs to the ground floor. Cautiously, he made his way down the stairs, stooping to pick up one of the dropped blades as he advanced. XXX The fallen warrior waited several heartbeats to ensure he would not return before rolling off her bed. Drunkenly, he staggered towards the door and exited leaving Breanna alone at last with her thoughts. “I need rope,” he muttered softly. It was almost as degrading to fawn over them and feign innocence in the common room as it was to preform for them in bed, but she knew well the consequences if she failed to meet Jacques’ expectations. As she pushed off for her third her balance deserted her completely. Satisfied, he set the bottle down on his desk and advanced towards the bed. She knew that her capture would
