CHAPTER 30

SIN It was nighttime when I stepped into the room again. I saw Artemisia standing by the window side, staring up at the light of the moon. She tilted her head and placed her hands on the sill. The nightie she wore ruffled as the wind floated into the room and her long waist-length Auburn hair followed suit. I groaned as her delicious scent glided into my nostrils. My pants tightened and I glanced at the already forming dent on it. It was just like always. I wondered if I would ever be free from the spell she had placed on me as I didn't see it to be an ordinary thing. No woman had ever affected me this way. For others, when I felt like getting laid, I needed to be close to them, initiate some sort of romance before I got turned on. Sometimes, I don't get turned on, I just do what I want and leave almost immediately. I wasn't the one to dwell on a fling or nightstand. I liked telling the women I wanted to be with them beforehand so they wouldn't read any meaning into whatever ha