The Duke And The Lady In Red (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
He didn’t care about anything enough to become obsessed with it. But he was obsessed with Rose. She flittered into his thoughts, his dreams, his fantasies. His mind wandered to her at the oddest moments: while he was reading the newspaper over breakfast, sipping scotch, shaving, glancing out the window of his coach at the bustling city. He would see her in red, always in red. Sometimes in satin or silk, sometimes in a gossamer veil that swirled around her and taunted him with glimpses of what might lie beneath the cloth. He had not called on her this afternoon, was debating whether to go to the club this evening, because he didn’t want her to know she had this power over him. But sitting at the desk in his library, when he closed his eyes, he could still feel her trembling in his arms. He wanted to be buried deep within her during that climactic moment, wanted to be flung off the same peak at the same— “Avendale?” His eyes flying open, he found himself staring at the Duke of Lovingdon, a man who had once shared his penchant for wickedness, but who had recently married and become as docile and uninteresting as a sheep.
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