The Wedding Night Was a Cold Duty-Until the Duke Discovered the Marks She Hid Under Silk and Lace

The vows were spoken. The ink on the marriage contract was dry. For the Duke of Westford, taking his new bride to his bed was nothing more than the final signature on a miserable business transaction. He expected tears. He expected trembling. He even expected the agonizingly stiff silence of a woman sold to a stranger.

What he didn’t expect was the continue reading …