By Lisa Kleypas
"""LOVE, BE STILL,"" HE WHISPERED, AND SLIPPED ONE ARM round her again AS HE WONDERINGLY STROKED HER YIELDING FLESH, AROUSING HER WITH THE delicate BRUSH OF HIS hands. ""YOU'RE excellent ...""
Beautiful younger Rosalie Belleau used to be swept up into an aristocratic international of luxurious, license and complex intrigue whilst the main infamous and good-looking rake in London, Lord Randall Berkeley, kidnapped her within the trust that she used to be any man's for the taking. ahead of he discovered his mistake, he had branded her along with his hope --- and misplaced his middle to this lady so in contrast to any he had ever identified. either Rosalie, waking to womanhood, and Sir Randall, studying the facility of affection, have been in the dead of night approximately one another --- till the flames of ardour lit their means via a labyrinth of probability ... to the miraculous heights of ecstasy ...