Page 30 of Enthrall Secrets
Chapter 9
France
DANTON CAME OVER and tipped up my chin. “Have you ever climbed through a window?”
“Yes, that’s how I broke into D'envoûtement,” I said.
He looked amused. “I’m going to have so much fun fucking the crazy out of you.”
I pouted at him. “Can’t we just walk out?”
“They’ll never let you leave.” He shook his head, then took off his black jacket and slipped it on me. “They’ll fight to keep you. I’m not in the mood to get punched in the face.”
Together we hurried over to the window and I watched him slide it up all the way. In what felt like the biggest adventure of my life, we climbed out carefully and made our way along the slanted roof.
We approached the edge and Danton reached out to protect me. “I’ll go first.”
I turned away from the sheer drop, questioning our sanity, and was hit with a wave of dizziness.
“I can’t.”
“What did you think this was?” he snapped. “This place?”
“An elite training house for subs?” I raised my gaze to the garden and saw just how tall the wall was that surrounded the estate. This place was a fortress.
“This is the house of Hillenbrand,” he said, his tone sounding tense.
“I know that.”
“You have no idea what goes on here.”
“Cameron warned me they might pierce my clit.”
He shook his head solemnly - and proceeded to climb down.
I followed cautiously, clinging to the wood lattice, shoving aside ivy leaves to improve my grip as I slowly descended.
Don’t look down. And don’t fucking fall.
My descent felt like it took forever. Danton’s jacket slipped off my shoulders and I didn’t dare look down to see where it had landed. Leaves and latticework dug into my palms as I slid my feet into the small square inlets of the crisscross design.
Danton was waiting at the bottom. He reached up and wrapped his hands around my waist, lifting me the rest of the way down.
I almost fainted with relief when my feet touched the ground.
He pulled me into a hug. “No noise, understand?”
He scooped his jacket up off the ground and swung it back onto my shoulders. I was grateful for it.
With my hand in his, we ran around the left side of the house and soon made it to the front. An hour ago, I’d been crawling along this gravel ground having no idea I’d be exiting so soon.
Everything felt wrong.
I pulled my hand from his suddenly, wondering if Danton was the real threat. How would I even know? I’d not spoken with the other men - they had merely leered at me like predators.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“I’m scared.”
