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Rescue Me Please
             

 

RESCUE ME PLEASE

 

 

The Prodigious Peregrines

Once you meet them
you’ll do

Anything
to please them

 

 

P
arker’s
Story

 

Nichole Matthews

 

 

R
ESCUE
ME PLEASE

Copyright © 201
2
by Nichole Matthews

Cover design by Nichole Matthews

 

 

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

 

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER ONE

CHAPTER TWO

CHAPTER THREE

CHAPTER FOUR

CHAPTER FIVE

CHAPTER SIX

CHAPTER SEVEN

CHAPTER EIGHT

CHAPTER NINE

CHAPTER TEN

CHAPTER ELEVEN

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

CHAPTER NINETEEN

CHAPTER TWENTY

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

EPILOGUE

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

 

PROLOGUE

 

 

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,

Smiles await you when you rise.

Sleep, pretty baby,

Do not cry,

And I will sing a lullaby

 

 

W
hen the sound of the loud click registered,
she knew she had made a grave miscalculation.  She had assumed she would be safe from their lusty
grope
s
if she retired to her room.  No true gentleman would seek her out in her own privat
e quarters.  Or so she had assumed
.

How could she be so naïve?

A rash act indeed.

She spun around. 
A small worry line appeared between her brows. 
“W-W-Whatever are you doing in my bedchamber
?” she stammered,
her voice
small and distant as she
scrambl
ed
backwards
,
knocking over the only lit candle
,
enveloping the room in darkness.  She blinked her eyes rapidly to adjust to the darkness finding it difficult to breathe as fear squeezed her lungs like a vise. 
She took a deep breath
and then another in an attempt to ease her fear
.

She
already
worried
relentlessly of
her future.  She was all alone.  Her guardian only wanted her inheritance and now this?
 
Accosted
in her
home? 
In the privacy of her
b
edchamber? 
And b
y scoundrels who masqueraded as gentlemen, no less. 
She no longer
had a safe place.

Why, oh why
had
her mother recite
d
fairytales of knights and princesses?  Filling her young mind with mi
sleading ideals of the world
only
to
have the rug
pull
ed
r
ight out from under her feet to reveal the dust and dirt that had been swept beneath for years?

Why had her parents del
iberately misled?

Why were girls brought up to be unsuspecting fools
as women
?  Surely men did not seek such silly women for their wives and the mothers of their children?  This brought about only one conclusion to her way of thin
king.

Men were the bigger fools.

The disreputable-looking stranger
entered her room and deliberately
circled her.
His
gaze chilled her to the bone.


Ain’t
ye a pretty bit o’ m
uslin?”  He pressed
into her
, his foul-odor overwhelm
ing
her
senses
for a
brief
moment
before she was able to gain control
.
She stood tall and straight avoiding the urge to cover her nose and mouth with her perfumed handkerchief to mask his foul stench
.
She made do by taking
short even puffs of air.

“Do you presume to take such liberties?”
  Her gaze drifted over the large man.  “My uncle will see you hung for your audacity.”  She said the words, grateful that she sounded strong in her conviction because she truly wasn’t sure if her uncle would care if she were harmed or would relish performing the deed himself.

He reached out a hand and
made a grab at one
of her loose red
curls
, her crowning glory according to her mother and now her disreputable uncle.  The strangers
touch too
i
ntimate. 
Too f
amiliar.
  Too sickening to contemplate.
 
Her h
and
pressed
over her mouth, trying to keep the sobs inside.

“Do
no
t touch me.”  She raised her head to
glare at the man
half-concealed by
the darkness with more courage than
she truly felt.

She could see that
he was a
n
enormous
man
,
his
bulging outline
made visible by the moonlight

s glow through the crack in the
thick draperies
.  His dirty appearance capped off by
his pock-marked visage and shaggy hair further proof that he had
not
been a
n invited
guest at her
uncle’s
party.
 
However, that did not mean he was not expected.  She had witnessed firsthand some of the un
savory company her uncle kept.

“Keep your distance,” she hissed, “or I warn you, I shall scream.”  She took what she hoped would give the impression of an aggressive stance.  Looking around, she reached for
the only
weapon
she could find, a
tall, silver candlestick
perched loftily atop her
flamed mahogany dressing table
.  She heaved a sigh of obvious relief as the heavy weight settled
firmly
in her
hand. 
She nearly faltered
when
he grinned
,
revealing
several
missing
teeth and what remained
,
were black rotting stubs that
looked as if they were
in danger of soon
follow
ing the same path
.

“Y
e
can make this easy or hard,
m’lady
,
” he said, pushing
up his sleeves as he advanced upon
he
r.

She
stepped
back
.  “Surely you do
not believe I will make your attac
k
eas
y
for you?” 
She tried desperately to control the waver in her voice.

He made a grab to stop her
retreat, but her small size made it easier for her to sidestep his advance
.
  She flinche
d at the curse that he muttered.
Her eyes flying
clos
ed
as spittle flew from his thick lips
in a copious
spray
.

From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of
another sliver of light
that
appear
ed
behind her.  S
he risked a quick glance over her shoulder towards the light, glimpsing an
other stranger, albeit, this one dressed
elegantly
,
lounging negligently in the doorway with a smug smile curving his lips. 
The brute stepped back and
crossed his arms over his barrel chest
a smug look appearing on his face when
he caught sight of the other man
.

“Thank goodness, my lord.

S
he gasped in relief, her eyes shining with unshed tears at his opportune appearance
.
S
he set the heavy candlestick down without thought
.  “I beg you, help me.” 
She released a slow breath h
er muscles relax
ing
slightly. 
She had seen this
individual
at many a
T
on
party over the Season, but couldn’t re
call
his name.

The newly arrived stranger straightened from the door and saun
tered arrogantly into the room
removing his gloves as he
slowly
made his way towards her.  He smiled, creating small wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and showing even white teeth
, then his mouth twisted slightly
.

She regarded him with a slight frown. 
His arr
ogant demeanor
seemed strange to her
and the set of his mouth concerned her

It had turned from friendly
to almost cruel in mere
seconds. 
A sense of foreboding settled over her. 
Icy fingers of fear raked down her spine as her eyes followed his passage deeper into her bedchamber. 
She
should have
found it odd
that he hadn’t voiced any concern for her
well-being
, but based on her uncle’s example, she did not.  N
evertheless
,
she drew in a breath of hope
at his timely arrival
.

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