Mistress By Blackmail: International Billionaires I: The Italians - Plot & Excerpts
Sunny and surprisingly warm. The crowds were rather large for this time of year. A fact Darcy was grateful for. Bayswater Road was her usual haunt on any given Sunday. She’d prop her oils along the hedges, set up her easel and chair and usually do a brisk business drawing caricatures. Her oils moved a little slower. Still, all in all, she often walked away at the end of the day with a good stash of pounds. Today was shaping up to be a banner day. She’d already sold one oil in less than an hour. And she’d done three drawings in rapid succession. If the day proceeded like this, she’d have a nice beginning to a deposit on a new flat. It had been surprisingly easy to slip away from the grand mausoleum. The Great Man had held to his recent pattern and disappeared before she even awoke. His security team had spotted her leaving, but hadn’t made any attempt to send her back to her fancy prison.
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