Alexander-Fyn-Sanguinarian

It will keep her away from me and out of Munk’s way.”
    “Oh, she’d love that!” Evangeline burst out. “She really isn’t happy here. She loves London and she loves being in charge. Thank you, Raven.”
    She tipped up her face for another kiss and this time he kissed her full on the mouth, lingering until she was aroused enough to want to return to the castle at once.
    “Do you know what is the very best part about your getting your inheritance, my lord?” Evangeline asked.
    “Yes.” He laughed. “Being able to spoil my Evangeline.”
    “No.” She placed both hands on his chest, looking up at him, her eyes serious. “You don’t have to be an assassin anymore. You don’t need the money.”
    “No, that’s true, but I do it for England as much as the money.”
    “Let others kill for England. You no longer need to.” He was silent for a while. Evangeline began to stamp her feet to keep the blood circulating.
    “Come along, let’s get you back inside.” He held her to his side to give her extra warmth as they walked. “I think I’ll keep on working as an assassin for a while longer, a few more years.”
    “But why, my lord, when you no longer have to?” she protested.
    “To be honest, my dear, I rather enjoy it.”
    “Raven, my lord.” She stopped to look up at him, thinking he must be teasing her. “You don’t mean that, do you?”

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    “I do,” he said seriously. “I do mean it. Remember what we agreed? You accept me for the man I am and I will accept you for the sweet little creature you are.” He kissed her.
    “You enjoy killing?” she whispered.
    “Yes, my dear, I do. But only those who deserve it. I would never take an innocent life.” He paused before saying, “Tell me this, my love. When you protested my making love to you, I tied you up so that you bore no responsibility.”
    “Yes,” she whispered.
    “I no longer need to since you are my wife and we can both do as we please. Shall I still tie you up anyway, just for the pleasure of it?”
    Again her voice was no more than a whisper. “Yes.”
    “Shall I be your master as well as your husband? Will you submit to me completely?”
    “Yes and yes.” She held his gaze.
    “Then, if I choose to remain an assassin simply for the pleasure of the work, will you accept that? Will you understand?”
    “Yes, sir, I will, I do.”
    Raven looked intently into her eyes. “Two banners, one dark, one light and between them, something is revealed. That something is our love and our acceptance of each other, my dearest Evangeline. Now let us walk back to our Haven and let our life together truly begin.”
    Evangeline kissed her lord and obeyed him.

    THE END

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    ABOUT THE AUTHOR

    I was born and grew up in Liverpool, England. As an adult I moved to Canada where I now live in a small town in Ontario.
    Writing has always been an important part of my life. I love romance and I love to write. Bringing the two together is a perfect union.

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