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been important, she felt sure of that. A memory? She frowned at the floor, turned on her heel and paced back towards the large tapestry hanging on the black wall, ignoring the niggling voice that mentioned for the thousandth time that there were no windows in her room.
    It felt like a cell.
    The walls closed in on her and she screwed her eyes shut, breathed out slowly, and drew down a deep breath to calm herself. She had to maintain her focus. Whenever she managed to get her mind off her current situation and unimportant details like her missing shoes, she could catch a glimpse of the shadowy figure that lurked in her fragmented memories.
    Her head ached and she paused mid-stride, pressing her hand against her forehead. Sweat dampened it. She was pushing herself too hard again, but she felt that if she just kept her focus for long enough, kept driving forwards and not relenting, that she might remember what had awoken her.
    It felt important.
    She wanted to have something she could tell the man when he returned.
    She hadn’t seen him since he had brought her to the room, given her a set of clothes that were still laid out over the back of the red velvet couch in front of the unlit fireplace to her right, and had left her alone with instructions to remain in the room.
    She hadn’t seen anyone.
    Not in all the time she had been here.
    The grim corridors of the insanely huge house had been empty as the man had led her through them. Every single one of them. She hadn’t even heard a trace of life in the building, other than her escort, and he had been silent the entire walk between the room where she had come around to find him watching her and her new one.
    Nina flopped onto the four-poster bed to her left, the dark red silk covers cushioning her fall, cool against her back and her arms as she stretched them out at her sides. She stared at the black ceiling and the crystal chandelier that hung in the centre of it, her mind wandering as her focus slipped.
    To the man.
    He hadn’t mentioned his name.
    Because he was a servant?
    She had never met a servant before, so she wasn’t sure what the protocol was for them, or whether she should have given him her name.
    It wasn’t as if he had asked, and she felt sure that if it had been important or he had wanted to know it, he would have asked her.
    Nina sighed out her breath and sank deeper into the soft mattress, her head filling with a replay of the hours she had spent with him and in this building. Questions began to replace the images, her curiosity getting the better of her now that she was beginning to feel bolder.
    She was going to ask him his name when he returned.
    She was going to ask him where they were, because this house didn’t look like the sort she would find in London. The ceiling slipped out of focus and she struggled to bring it back to sharpness again. It wasn’t the first time it had happened, but it was happening less often as the ache behind her eyes gradually dulled and the fog in her mind lifted.
    The shadowy figure had drugged her.
    It was wearing off, but he had definitely drugged her.
    That meant she could be anywhere. She might have been out for hours. Days.
    Her throat closed, her heart beating harder against her ribs, and she tugged the soft blanket beneath her into her fists, clinging to it as she fought the wave of panic.
    She breathed through it, slowly and steadily, methodically pushing all of the frightening thoughts out of her mind so she could find calm again. With calm came clarity, and she needed that right now. She needed a clear head so she could think.
    She needed to figure out what had happened and whether she was safer out there, or in this building.
    The handsome man flashed across her eyes, his half-smile making her belly flutter and knees weaken even when she was lying down.
    Part of her didn’t feel safe around him.
    Not because he was a danger to her, like the other man and her ex-husband.
    But because he was too alluring, and