Heart of the Arena
Ancient Rome is a dangerous place, in more ways than one.
Captured by slavers, distraught but determined Sabina is thrust into the world of gladiators. Disguised as a man, she struggles to remain undetected whilst navigating through her new life.
But love forces its way into her focus again and when a haunting figure from her past remerges, the couple’s fate is to be decided in the Heart of the Arena.
“He is not my gladiator,” she managed to reply, once she had regained herself from staring too deeply into his entrancing gaze.
“Then there is still hope that I might become yours.” He did say all the right things, every word making Sabina want to pull the man inside and worry about the consequences later. Yet, not thinking of the results of her actions was just the thing that kept getting her into trouble.
She cleared her throat. “There are many women who would wish it so.”
“Not you?” he asked, his tone no longer playful but serious.
“You do not know me well enough to make such statements,” Sabina replied, trying not to let herself be drawn further into this dangerous game.
“And what if I would wish to?”
“Do you always answer with more questions?”
“Do you not like it?” He grinned as he teased her and she rolled her eyes at him, but could not help the smile that lit her face.
**This is a scheduled post as I am away for the week, as such I won’t be able to reply to comments or emails until I return on the 30th June. Have a great week 🙂 **