Whispers of Night: 1 (Immortal Embrace) Read Online Free PDF

dressed. I’m still in my work clothes. Okay, think. Memories from the night before came flooding back to her. That scary guy who attacked me last night, is this his place? Oh god! She scrambled off the bed. She wanted to get the hell out of here before he came back.
    “You’re finally awake,” a sexy baritone voice said.
    “Stay back, asshole, I mean it!” she screamed and reached for the lamp on the nightstand, ready to take a swing if the motherfucker came at her. He might win in the end but she’d make sure to knock a few teeth out first. Her heart practically leaped out of her chest. I’m such an idiot. I should have taken work home instead of staying past midnight. She searched for an exit.
    “Whoa, there’s no need to fear me, Miss Harlon, you’re safe here. I’m not the one who attacked you last night.”
    Fuck, he knows my name. “If you’re not him, then who are you?” She hated that her voice shook.
    “I’m the guy who chased off your attacker, but unfortunately you were unconscious for that part.”
    “Oh—so you decided to bring me here instead of calling the police?” What kind of moron does he mistake me for? Blonde, yes—dumb, no. And I wasn’t born yesterday either.
    “It was very late, you were out cold and to be quite honest, I didn’t want to deal with reporters or the PR fiasco this incident may have caused my company. You can still call the police if you’d like to file a report.”
    “Where’s your phone?” She wasn’t falling for the nice-guy routine. She’d watched too many crime shows to be fooled. These sadistic freaks were good at reading their victims, gaining their trust and then wham , attack. Yeah, better safe than sorry.
    “Here.” He knelt and slid a cell phone across the floor. The space was dimly lit so she could barely make out any distinguishing features on the guy.
    “Is there another light you can switch on?” The only light source was the lamp she was using as a weapon and since the plug had been yanked out of the wall, it wasn’t much use.
    “Is this better?” He pressed a wall switch and cam lights came on. Her mouth went dry.
    He was quite simply mesmerizing, with his straight nose, square jawline, perfect teeth and that cleft. Oh my, he’s a handsome devil. A pair of green eyes framed in dark lashes watched her with interest. He wore his long black hair in a ponytail that accentuated his ruggedly male features. His lips were firm and sensual. And his body… hot damn! He’s got to be over six feet tall. The man who stood before her was deeply muscled with an impressive chest, powerful arms and a tapered waist. He wore a light-gray suit, perfectly tailored, and a pale-blue tie.
    “What did you say your name was again?”
    “I didn’t. Dane Voss.” He held out a hand as if he expected her to take it.
    Holy shit, he’s—oh, this can’t be right. “Y-You mean you’re the guy who owns Voss International?”
    “Yes.” He regarded her with those captivating eyes that drew her in and caused her belly to clench.
    “Y-you’re my-my boss, so to speak.” She blinked in disbelief.
    “I guess I am—so to speak.” His gaze traveled over her slowly, sensuously. The erotic way he did it made her extremely aware of his virile appeal.
    The guy definitely fit the image of the man who might own a company like this one. Most of the employees who worked at Voss had never met the elusive CEO, who she had learned from coworkers was a very private person. No one was allowed access to the top floors of his building unless they were invited.
    Wow, this is unexpected. “Do you have any proof?” She was still not convinced.
    “Excuse me?” His lip twitched in amusement as if he were surprised she didn’t take him at his word.
    Sorry, buddy, you may be hotter than hell but this catfish ain’t biting. “You know, proof—an ID or something that proves your identity.”
    “Check behind you.” He pointed. “Top left drawer. There’s a brochure with