Lord of Scoundrels

He took her hand and began to peel off her glove.

“You’d better stop that,” she said. “You’re only going to make matters worse.”

He pulled away the glove, and at the first glimpse of her fragile, white hand, all thoughts of negotiation fled. “I don’t see how matters could become worse,” he muttered. “I am already besotted with a needle tongued, conceited, provoking ape leader of a lady.”

Her head jerked up. “Besotted? You’re nothing like it. Vengeful is more like it. Spiteful.”

“I must be besotted,” he said evenly. “I have the imbecilic idea that you’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen.”



Writer: Loretta Chase

Written: 1995

Setting: Early 80's- 90's

Admirer: Stormyfly

Translator: Stormyfly



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