Free The Devil's Dream: A Dark Romance (Dark Romance Novel Book 1) by Roxy Sinclaire, Stella Noir Page B

she knew her curiosity would get the better of her. She would find herself back here tonight and attempt to solve the mystery that was Stavros Kane.

Chapter Eleven—Stavros
     
    Stavros sat in his office, waiting for the rest of his staff to leave. Anticipation was prominent, as he couldn’t wait to pay Kiana a visit. Taking her in his office earlier had opened up his appetite, even if he didn’t go about things the way he wanted to. He glanced at his watch, and then put out his cigar. Donning his lab, coat he set off with purpose, making his way upstairs. Janine gave him a brilliant smile when she spotted him. “Dr. Kane, everything is in order. All of the patients have received their medication.”
    “Good, thank you, Janine. You can go now, before it gets too late.”
    “Um, you know, I can stay with you if you want.” She glanced at him shyly, “You must get lonely here by yourself at night.”
    Stavros studied the young woman flirting with him. She looked like a damn teenager. “I will be fine, Janine, thanks. You get going; I don’t want you out on the road so late.”
    Disappointment flitted across her face. “Okay. Good night, Dr. Kane.”
    He smiled watching her make her exit. Shaking his head, he grunted. Nowadays it seemed like he only had interest in one woman, which annoyed him to no end. Still wearing his scowl, he proceeded to check on his patients. Each room he entered, he turned on the recording of his voice. He smiled.
    One more week, and he would have eleven women unknowingly distributing his product.
    He scowled. It was supposed to be thirteen, but two were proving to be difficult. His mood darkened. Like Kiana, Kate Morrow was dodging her meds. He intended to find out why. Stepping out into the hallway, he stopped abruptly, wheeling around. He peered down the hallway with a frown. He could have sworn someone passed behind him.
    Stavros strode down the hallway, checking every corner. His eyes narrowed suspiciously when he reached Kate Morrow’s room. Her door was slightly ajar. He slowly pushed it open, his eyes landing on the bed. She was stretched out on the bed with her eyes closed. He stood over her, studying her intently. His gaze shifted to the monitors. Her heart rate was elevated, rousing his suspicions further. She should have been asleep for the past hour so—her pulse should be at the resting rate. Turning to leave the room, he sneered. It seemed someone was playing a little game with him. He loved games, though, because he always won. Glancing back at the supposedly sleeping form, he pulled the door closed and engaged the lock. She would be trapped inside for the remainder of the night.
    He strode down the hall, his mind still on Kate. What was she doing, snooping around? He had run a background check on her, and nothing had come up. He would have to dig deeper. At least he wouldn’t have to worry about her tonight.
    Pushing her from his thoughts for the time being, he made his way to the room he had been anticipating going to all night. He knew she would be awake, because she had no doubt skipped her meds. His lips curved into a smile, images of what he had planned for the night playing though his mind. Pushing the door open, his smile diminished. Her bed was empty, the leads from the monitors strewn on the bed.
    Where the hell is she? He had seen her arrive. Had she left? Confused, he pulled the door closed and took off in search of her. He reached the elevator when he saw her emerge from the stairs. She let out a gasp and clutched her chest when she spotted him. “S-Stavros, you startled me.”
    “What are you doing out here?” He asked suspiciously.
    “Uh, I was just looking for you.”
    “Downstairs?”
    She nibbled her lower lip nervously. “I didn’t see you anywhere up here, so I assumed you were in your office.”
    He took a menacing step forward. “You went into my office?”
    Taking a retreating step back, she shook her head, “N-no. I just peeked inside. I