By Cathy Maxwell
She by no means anticipated it will come to this Desperation and an empty belly compelled Fiona Lachlan to comply with a plan that ended up luring the wickedly infamous Duke of Holburn into hassle. every thing went extraordinarily mistaken, and now she has chanced on herself posing as his ward! And whereas she swore not anything can make her need a scoundrel, whether he was once a duke, she is now drawing ever towards the only guy she can't have . . . "Beware of innocence!" The Duke of Holburn had spent years heeding this caution, and in doing so, controlled to prevent the virginal younger girls who have been installed his course. yet now his wild methods have got him into genuine hazard. There are killers on the door and a temptingly attractive lady in his fingers. he's approximately to discover himself seduced . . . and he is not really certain he desires to withstand this time.
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Hoped that someday they would meet again? " "And you aren't Andres Ramigio," the Duke of Holburn shot back-and she realized he didn't recall meeting her. Not one flicker of recognition crossed his face. The man of her dreams didn't remember her. It was a humiliating moment. He frowned at her fork, dusting off some imaginary piece of lint from his sleeve. "What are you going to do with that? " She meant the words. Chapter Two The tart's cool response to his comment caught Nick's attention. At last, he troubled himself to give her a good hard look and then almost dropped his jaw in stunned surprise.
There followed the door closing. A wine bottle was uncorked. "Drink this," the duke ordered. He filled the glass close to her place. He poured himself a glass before setting the bottle down. When she didn't drink he threw himself down impatiently in the chair beside her. He lifted his glass. " He drained his glass, then put it aside to take hers and place it in her hand. "Drink it. " She shot him a glance of surprise, her fingers automatically wrapping around the stem of her glass. " "We rakes don't like seducing pasty white things," he said in self-mockery.
Why hadn't she placed it in her pocket when she had a chance? "That's mine," Fiona said. " "But I'm not through asking questions," he said with no show of remorse. A lock of his hair fell over his forehead, giving him a boyishly handsome appearance. He was enjoying himself. "We weren't talking," Fiona snapped. " He shook the purse. " At that moment, the attraction Fiona felt for him vanished. How dare he hold her purse hostage? She'd earned that money. It was vital to her survival. And yet what could she do?