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him since we realized what was happening. We can't afford to let it slip through our fingers."

"Yes, of course," Dani said, a feeling of helplessness coming over her. During her time with the
Guild she'd entertained hundreds of clients, but always men of her own choosing. She didn't care for
Lord Von'hot's attitude, simply ordering her to appear at a given time. But the Guild needed her; there
was no escaping that fact. She owed her Guild sisters everything. She wouldnтАЩt fail them now.

"How shall I make the arrangements?" she asked, looking up at Karya with confusion. "I have
no idea how to contact him," she added with an uneasy laugh. "I suspect he's not listed in the city
directoryтАж"

"I'll take care of that," Karya said, giving her a relieved smile. "You'll be well-compensated for
your time and effort. Simply try to find out as much about him as possible. I don't have a specific
assignment for you, just to get close to him. Anything you can tell us is helpful."

"I'll do my best," Dani said, looking at Karya earnestly. тАЬI know my duty.тАЭ

"Thank you, child," Karya said. "I knew I could count on you. Now, let's go back inside. I've
brought you a special outfit to wear, and some jewelry. I thought you deserved something new and
lovely, seeing as you're willing to do this favor for me."

"Thank you, Guildmistress," Dani said, startled.
 "Call me Karya, child," the older woman said with a graceful smile. "The Guild is fortunate to
have you among its members."

Chapter 2



She was stunning, Drake thought as he watched her step gracefully out of the air transport he'd
sent to collect her. She was so beautiful it was unreal. Tall and slim, her white-blond hair cascading down
her back like a curtainтАФjust the sight of her was enough to make his breath catch.

When he'd first seen her at the reception last night, he hadn't thought she could possibly be as
lovely in person as she'd been on the screen. Ostensibly, heтАЩd been overseeing parts of his spymasterтАЩs
surveillance of the reception last night because they suspected the Kelmorian ambassador would be
meeting a key contact from the Imperial court that night, a contact Drake might recognize. Only Drake
knew the real reason heтАЩd been watching. He was looking for her; she was the key to his plans. The
work of the past three years, all his plans and those laid by his brother, depended on her.

What he hadnтАЩt counted on was her affect on him. He'd wanted her, wanted her naked and
spread under him. Wanted her in his bed, on his desk, against the walls of his palace. He wanted to fuck
her long and hard, until she screamed in pleasure.

He wanted her so badly that he hadn't slept the night before. When it came time to summon her,
he hadnтАЩt needed to feign his desire to his spymaster or guardsmen. It radiated from him, visible to all
around him. In a way this was a stroke of good luck as it made the stories he intended to tell them all the
more plausible. But it could complicate things as well.

He strode off his private balcony and across his bedroom. His guards snapped to attention as