The Pleasure Garden: Sacred Vows\Perfumed Pleasures\Rites Of Passions - Plot & Excerpts
She smiled at something his uncle said, and she blinded Joscelyn with her radiance and beauty. It was not the first time he had been rendered to such a state by her. No, she had dazzled him before, blinding him to everything but her.He had thought of her every day and every night. It was memories of her that had kept him alive. After their night together, he had known that he would love her forever, regardless of the fact that she was intended for his cousin. Not the bastard of Fairfax House.Joscelyn had wondered, during many long sleepless nights, if things would have been different if his mother, the earl’s sister, had not run off with a stable hand and gotten herself pregnant. Would it have mattered if his father had married her, or would the stain of his birth not be removed because he was born of a working-class man? Joscelyn didn’t think so. Breeding was everything in their world, and he lacked it.When he had arrived at Fairfax House—an orphan, filthy and starving—he had been but a boy.
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