The Rake's Unveiling Of Lady Belle (2016) - Plot & Excerpts
All three had kicked their footwear off and sat sprawled, most unladylike, in their favourite chairs. Belinda’s had once adorned the small salon in the house Lady L had given her and was a deep green, overstuffed, velvet-covered, soft armchair. She called it her pondering seat. ‘I’d hate to get on his wrong side.’ I’d love to get on his right side. ‘What was it all about, do you think?’ Tippen asked, wide-eyed. ‘She scared me.’ She tucked her feet under the hem of her gown. ‘It takes a lot to scare me, but she…she sent shivers through me.’ ‘There’s no need to be scared. She thought she had my brother wrapped around her little finger and she was wrong. A tumble in the hay as a youthful rake does not equate to being besotted as an older, mature gentleman,’ Clarissa said firmly as she waggled her toes in the air. ‘Rosemary has never really accepted what she is. Plus she found out who made my gown—you know the one of the silk she then coveted and couldn’t get—and was determined to exact revenge.
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