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

where Alistair kept a decanter of cheap, dark brandy. She poured three fingers into a glass.

She walked to his desk. She bypassed the shattered inkwell. She set the brandy down next to his clenched fist.

“Drink,” she commanded. It was not a request.

Alistair looked up at her through the tangled mess of his dark hair. His amber eyes were clouded with pain,continue reading …