Son of Eden, a Paranormal Romance by Brianna Merrill

these doors,” Emily questioned.
    “Most people can’t, but today you have VIP status and can enter through any door you like.” Alexander placed his hand on the small of Emily’s back and gently escorted her forward through the iron gate.
    His touch sent a rush through Emily’s body, she attempted to control her feelings of complete exhilaration.
    When they arrived at the giant door Alexander gave one soft knock and it was immediately opened.
    “Thank you Carl,” Alexander said as they walked past an older gentleman in a dark navy suit.
    “No problem,” he replied.
    The place was quiet and deserted as they entered the hall that was known as the Rotunda. Emily’s eyes were drawn to the artwork painted on the ceilings. It was breathtaking. The architecture of the hall was amazing as multifaceted arches and pillars adorned each wall and reached all the way to the ceiling. Gold accented much of the custom molding. Marble pillars and flooring completely surrounded them.
    Alexander allowed Emily the time she needed to take it all in and then escorted her into the room directly to their right.
    It was impossible for Emily not to audibly gasp as they walked into the room. It was the library that was built specifically for Mr. Morgan to house all of his rare and collectible literature. The entire building had an Italian Renaissance theme that made Emily feel as though she were visiting Italy. The arches and artwork visible in the Rotunda continued on in this room. The wooden bookcases were built into every wall and must have stood at least thirty feet tall.
    “It’s amazing,” Emily breathed, as she spun around trying to take in every detail. There was no way to even guess how many books decked these walls.
    “It is quite exquisite, isn’t it?” Alexander watched Emily instead of letting his eyes explore the room. He was behaving as if he had seen all of this hundreds of times and that the most interesting thing in the room was Emily’s childlike adoration, rather than the historical artifacts or the sheer magnificence of the room.
    Emily walked closer to one of the shelves so that she could examine the books. “There are so many.”
    “Most all of it is European literature ranging from the sixteenth to twentieth century.”
    “Absolutely amazing,” Emily stated again. “How could one person collect all of this?”
    “I’m sure Mr. Morgan had some help. But I think when you have a true passion for something, as he did, it can be quite easy to get carried away.”
    “Thank you so much for bringing me here Alexander, this is perfect. I came here as a little girl, but I really don’t remember it all being so glorious.” Emily finally turned her attention to Alexander, who was watching her the whole time.
    “I’m glad you like it. Not everyone would be so excited about a bunch of old books, and you’ve only viewed a small portion of the museum so far. There is more if you would like to see it.”
    “Of course!” Emily felt like a kid in a candy store. She loved books and she loved history. To be completely surrounded by two of the things she treasured was almost too much.
    The next few hours Alexander and Emily explored the museum and looked at each and every artifact. Many things on display were books and scrolls, which were fun to try and read through the protective glass cases. There were also many drawings and prints and even artwork from the Medieval and Renaissance eras as well.
    Alexander proved to be quite the history buff, commenting on almost every piece they viewed. It made for a unique tour, one Emily absolutely loved. She was astounded with his knowledge and insight concerning the items and their history.
    For the most part their conversation was kept to the details of the artifacts they were viewing. Some of the conversation was about Emily’s childhood as she shared a few of her favorite memories. Alexander only asked questions, mostly wanting to know how she felt about things. He acted as