Kade stood by the mansion’s entrance dressed in dark brown breeches, white satin shirt and coat. His hand idly brushes the hilt of his sword strapped to his hip, humming tunelessly as his gaze listlessly wanders over the forest before him.
Despite his calm outward demeanor, his mind runs amok with thoughts of the girl. Sin’s slave.
Inayah.
It had been long since a female ever caught his attention in such a way. His attraction to her stemmed not from lust but curiosity.
His brother had not brought up the purchase of a new slave, hence the sudden sight of her was surprising. It made him wonder why Salem failed to mention the new member to his home.
That is until Kade spent a few hours watching the slave girl. There was something about the girl. Hardly nineteen years of age, with a littl
