Vance was pleading in desperation and that was certainly not something that Melva had expected this man was capable of. He had such a high self-esteem, thus it was nearly impossible to imagine him lowering himself to plead for someone's help. She wondered how dangerous Lord Corbett was, seeing that Vance would go this far to deal with him at breakfast.
"What if I say I dislike the idea of having you in my chamber while I am asleep, Your Grace?" Melva was testing the waters. She was curious about what his response would be. How far was he willing to beg for her touch?
The look in Vance's face hardened as he was losing his patience. "You need to remember why you are here. Or I will take it that you are breaching the contract. You will not like what I will do. I am in a desperate moment, as you can see. I advise you to comply while I am being nice."
