RONAN BLACKWELLThe little snake was just as beautiful as the photographs, which pissed me off more than it should have.I sat in the back of the car as Marlowe House disappeared behind us, but I could still see her standing in that drawing room with her face tipped towards my voice. Long dark blonde hair fell almost to her waist, framing pale skin, soft features and a full pink mouth I had noticed far more than I wanted to admit. Her eyes were bright green with a thin ring of gold around each pupil, beautiful enough that I’d caught myself staring even though they never quite fixed on me. Whenever I spoke, she turned towards my voice, and something about having those eyes pointed in my direction without actually seeing me had fucked with my head more than I liked.I loosened my tie and looked out the window, irritated that she had managed to surprise me at all. I’d spent ten years with one version of Aurelia Marlowe in my head, and the woman I met today didn’t fit it. I expected some
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