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

pull away; she leaned just a millimeter into the warmth of his palm.

The transaction was over. The charade they had played to trick high society was cracking. In the dim, ink-stained reality of Rookwood, they had accidentally built something real.

January arrived with teeth. The moors surrounding Rookwood froze into a jagged, iron-hard landscape, white continue reading …