The Wedding Night Was a Cold Duty-Until the Duke Discovered the Marks She Hid Under Silk and Lace

her back completely exposed to the cold air of the room, the silk pulled around her hips. She crossed her arms over her bare chest, her head bowed so low her hair curtained her face. She was shaking so violently her teeth chattered.

“Please,” she choked out. It was a pathetic, broken sound. “I know it is ugly. I know it displeases you. I will keep continue reading …