Amelia's POV:
"Conrad, why are you terrorizing the poor girl?"
Richard walked into the room like he owned the place, casting a judging look at Conrad.
"My Lord." Conrad bowed. "I wasn't expecting you here."
I stared at Richard. I realized I hadn't exactly taken a good look at him. He was just like I had imagined. Richard was tall and well built. His body filled out into his clothes, I could see his muscles tense under the fabric. His hair was black and long, done in a half up half down style. His eyes were a stunning gold color, like molten gold or liquid fire. His face was sharp and angular, his chin sharp and his cheekbones high.
And I hated to say it but he was attractive.
I drew in a breath and tried not to meet his intense gaze.
His brows shut up a bit, his eyes scanning me
