By Olivia Parker
"**To Snare a Bride . . .**
To Gabriel Devine, Duke of Wolverest, the bonds of marriage are not anything greater than shackles. but when he's to stay a lifelong bachelor, that leaves merely his more youthful brother to hold at the family members identify. Inviting the *ton*'s so much eligible women to a chic ball, Gabriel is bound anyone of them will be all too wanting to develop into the following duchess and supply an heir—leaving Gabriel to proceed his ecstatic pursuit of enjoyment.
**To trap a Rogue . . .**
Her social-climbing stepmother might supply something to have Madelyn Haywood betrothed to a destiny duke. yet Madelyn believes the brothers Devine to be not anything greater than heartless rogues—especially Gabriel, whose rakish popularity precedes him. he's not anything greater than a slave to ardour, and she or he should not conquered via his caresses—and but his depraved methods tempt her so . . .
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He grabbed her arm. ” She wrenched free of his hold. ” ~ 32 ~ “Please. I won‟t speak. I won‟t even sit. ” Her heart lurched. “There‟s a boar? ” His smile flashed in the moonlight. “It‟s the reason I darted off the path, only to discover another. ” She gazed into the blackest shadows through which she‟d have to walk in order to return to the house. She didn‟t hear anything. She glanced back at the bench, at the duke. Reluctantly, she sat and glared at him. “Don‟t be asinine. ” He did so without uttering a word.
What does it matter, Walfort? He‟s probably not sleeping there anyway. ” Even ~ 41 ~ though Ainsley had denied it, she was more likely to believe Lady Inwood, who was closer to the gossip than anyone. Her husband‟s eyebrows lifted at that. ” He leaned forward slightly. “And that, Jayne, is precisely why he is such a good choice to get you with child. ” Obviously her husband‟s paralyzed state was extending to his brain. ” “He has extensive experience. He is sought after. He can make it pleasant for you.
His friend harbored a great deal of guilt regarding what had happened that long ago night. And well he should. ~ 40 ~ They‟d both been fools, and Ainsley knew that if he did woo Jayne into his arms, the guilt would only increase. But the truth was—and he suspected Walfort damned well knew it—for Jayne, he would damned well carry any burden. ” Her heart pounding with unbridled excitement and tears stinging her eyes, Jayne stared at her husband, still dressed, sitting proudly in his chair, in her bedchamber.