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

is untenable. You have held this poor girl hostage, ruining her virtue to spite her family.”

“Hostage?” Alistair repeated. He let go of Harrington’s shoulder and took a half step back, folding his arms. He looked at Norah. “Miss Hawthorne, are you a hostage?”

Norah stepped forward. She did not look at the mud on Harrington’s boots; she looked him dead continue reading …