“At least he’s pretty…” Susanna said to throw off her opponent.
The woman wearing the white robe approached him, and Susanna backed away instinctively. There was raw, animal magnetism to this creature, the veritable embodiment of a Roman goddess.
He sensed that Drusilla was humming for more than entertainment. The longer he faced this Roman beauty, the more she became the focus of his world. That remained true until an opposing force lifted the veil over his head.
“I’m here for you,” Susanna said.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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