Domenic Clemente looked up.Two in the morning.He set his well-worn edition of Machiavelli lovingly aside and stood. With a leisurely stretch, he left the villa and strolled out for a bit of night air to clear his head.One week earlier, Little Genoa had been sacked and burned, Monteverdi had flung...
He looked absolutely stunned. “I did nothing of the kind,” he ground out, holding her stare. “Nor would I. Ever.” Fists clenched, chest heaving, she eyed him warily. A denial was the last thing she had expected from a man too powerful to care about ...
Grace was surprised to find herself seated beside Lord Trevor. Then she saw that Calpurnia had been placed across from him, no doubt so that the guest of honor could keep his full attention fixed on their hosts’ beautiful daughter throughout the meal. Ah. Grace quickly gra...
The brisk Frenchwoman checked the fit of the latest evening gown she had created for La Belle Hamilton, a resplendent concoction in ice blue silk with a heart-shaped neckline that plunged in the valley between her breasts. There was no mistake about it—this was a gown for a Cyprian.Bel’s gaze fol...
A doctor was sent to look him over for broken bones and lacerations, then his right hand was unchained so he could eat the small portion of food and water that were brought to him.He was so jittery, his stomach in knots, that he didn’t want the food. But old ways were coming back to him. He ate v...
If they passed footmen and courtiers and ladies, she noticed them not at all. She only had eyes for Rafael, glancing constantly at his classically chiseled face and needing, perhaps, just a little reassurance that the wonderful, wicked thing he had done to her was no cause for belated regret.He w...