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"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 is the first book of the British Blood Trilogy. Second is Hating Her King.)

LOVING HER DUKE

Touching Beth's chest, she continued. "It is easy to let go of here. The harder part is letting go of here." She touched her temple. "If you trust your husband, it is high time you let him know. That is the true definition of love."

Beth nodded and smiled. It was bright, bright and true, just like her. "I enjoy spending time with you. You always know the right things to say."

"Then pay more visits to Torrence Hall. I have been told I have the spirit of a sage."

Beth laughed as Marjorie had intended her to. The sound was beautiful. She had always wondered what it was that made her son let himself go to her, that made him free himself into her control. It wasn't her laughter nor her beauty. It was not fortune nor family status either. It was the woman herself. Beth was true and she gave her truth in her smile.

Confronting Alexander