Her Stepmother Sent Her to the Duke as a Joke – He Offered Her a Chair Before He Said a Word

bypassed the brick. He rested his fingers, just for a second, against the side of her ink-stained cheek. His thumb brushed along her jawline. The touch was incredibly gentle, a stark contrast to the violence of his scars and his temper.

“No,” Alistair said, his voice a rough whisper. “You are not a joke, Norah. Not here.”

Norah’s breath caught. She didn’t continue reading …