_Balinor_

Lady Rhea Montgomery, Countess of Riverian has the perfect life.
A wonderful, powerful husband who rules his county with dignity and honour. Enough wealth to keep her dressed in the finest of silks and decked in jewels to enhance her radiant beauty. And people who love her as their beloved Countess.
Life is perfect, until suddenly it isn't and Rhea loses everything to a woman younger and more capable.
Becoming no one after being someone is almost too much to bear and just when Rhea resigns herself to her fate, along comes Lord Augustus Holloway, Duke of Ravenholm.
Everything she has heard about the powerful and dangerous man says to stay away but his sweet fondness for her says otherwise.
Augustus seduces Rhea into his frightening yet exciting world and leaves her questioning whether she could be someone without Lanon, and if her connection to him is worth the chaos it brings into her once peaceful life.
Rhea had once been a merchant's daughter and then a Countess. If she played the game right, and she damn well will, she could become a Duchess or maybe even Queen.

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Note: There is some confusion because of the language I use and the setting but please be aware that THIS IS NOT A HISTORICAL NOVEL.
It's a mix between 19th/20th century society and values and modern day technological advances.
Please keep that in mind so you don't go in with expectations that will not be met.
If you're cool with that, go right ahead and enjoy.

Lord Holloway's Adored Lady: Climbing The Ranks After Divorce

Warning: There is a brief mention of a character trying to take their life but nothing too graphic.

Rhea woke up with a violent shiver and terrible confusion.

Cold morning air caressed her naked skin, and something about that reality startled her upright.

Her wide eyes fell on Augustus's sleeping figure, and memories of last night flooded back with a bloom of burning red on her cheeks.

Augustus slept on his front, legs taking up as much space as they could as well as trapping the covers, which explained her lack of protection from the elements. Yet he had somehow pushed the covers over the side of the bed, leaving him also exposed to the morning chill but clearly not as bothered by cold.

He Returned With A Whor...