By Samantha James
Can an ideal scoundrel be the proper hero? on the grounds that she was once cruelly left on the altar on the age of 22, girl Julianna Sterling has resolved to don't have anything to do with males. So she is surprised to find she has unwelcome emotions for the very worst of the breed -- a deadly, unbearably good-looking highwayman who has set upon her trainer within the geographical region and brought her captive. Worse nonetheless, her righteous ire turns speedy to sadness whilst the impossible to resist outlaw units her loose. Viscount Dane Granville is familiar with he shouldn't have published his face to the spell binding girl Julianna -- for he has compromised the key venture he has undertaken for the Crown within the guise of the infamous Magpie. Now their paths are crossing once again, and Dane aches to style back the beauty of her kiss. yet he needs to face up to what his center calls for, for his or her ardour can basically bring about perils past imagining ...
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He was not just a robber, but a successful one. Dusting off her hands, she got to her feet. The ache in her head had begun to subside, but she was still smarting inside that he’d locked her in, the wretch! Moving to the door, she tugged and pulled and rattled the latch, all to no avail. Calmly, she assessed the windows. There were four in all, two on either side of the door. Discouragement shot through her, for they were tiny and set high in the wall. Even if she stood on a chair, she would never be able to climb through; it was too high.
But that was his own cross to bear. His own private demon. His own private hell. Julianna’s heart was still slamming wildly against her ribs when the lock clicked. Her head had begun to throb as well. The urge to rest her aching head in her hands and succumb to a good cry was almost overwhelming. But when Thomas had deserted her at the altar, she’d cried until there were no more tears left, until she was empty and dry. Tears had accomplished nothing then. Nor would they now. She had changed since then.
Watching her. She could almost feel the hair stand up on the back of her neck, the bead of sweat pop out along her upper lip. Straining to see through the filmy shadows, for nary the light of even a single candle filled the void, only the eerie glow of dying embers from a fire, Julianna found herself in the grip of an unsettling awareness. Two things came to her in the space of a single heartbeat. There was something strange about his silhouette, she realized. His shoulders were odd and misshapen— sweet Lord, he was a hunchback!