Moonlit Manor of Desire

Orion Blackwell had never imagined that, late at night upon returning from a business trip, he would encounter a strange woman by the pool of his mountaintop villa. This house had been bought three years ago precisely for its seclusion. A solitary man by nature, ruthless and decisive in business, he loathed unexpected disruptions above all else. Yet this woman by the pool stood dripping wet under the moonlight, not flustered at all, but instead gazing back at him with the look of someone sizing up prey. Her name was Seraphine Vane — he would learn that later. An uninvited guest who claimed she was merely passing by and took a swim on the way. Orion Blackwell should have called the police, but when the woman tilted her chin up, revealing the elegant curve of her neck, he suddenly…