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

grab Norah’s wrist.

Before his fingers could graze her sleeve, a large, deeply scarred hand clamped down on Harrington’s shoulder. The force of the grip made the smaller man’s knees buckle slightly.

“Lord Harrington, I presume,” Alistair said, his voice a low, terrifying purr. “You are tracking mud onto my floors.”

Harrington spun around, his face paling continue reading …