Tiny_Psalm

"I will not be your mistress." She spoke, whispering, with her mouth a sigh away from his.
He swallowed hard and nodded, agreeing with her even as he closed the distance between them, kissing her to madness, leaving nothing to sanity.

Bethany Fitzgerald hated the very idea of marriage and stood against it with everything she was.
Charles de Norcrosse had to marry the insufferable Lady Cossington, for it was the will of his late father and he must abide by it.
But when fate moved in favour of the Duke of Carlisle and the daughter of an impoverished Land Baron, very little can be done to fight against it.

LOVING HER DUKE

<p>The carriage rocked violently as they fell into a pothole and the wind carried the faint apology of the coachman to her. Beth wasn't the least concerned, she was too happy to bother about small mistakes. And she was too satisfied to care.</p>

<p>Charles had returned the previous day and, not stopping to bother about the servants who were watching, she raced out as soon as she had seen his carriage. She had been eager for his return. The days after his last note had been received had been longer than the weeks she had waited for him.</p>

It Was The King?!