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HATING HER KING

'Gwen pushed him back, trying to create enough space between them. "I do not love you." Alexander smirked. "You do. You just don't know that you do." Gwen moved back. "Do you know the ways of my heart." "Yes, I do. And it tells the truth. You are only too stubborn to acknowledge it." He moved closer, pressing her against the wall. "When you decide to tell yourself the truth, I will be waiting." He kissed her forehead. "But don't make me wait long. I am not as patient as people think." This time he kissed her lips and staked off, leaving Gwen in a complete daze.' Marriage and a family is all life is to Gwen and she would see to it that she is not humiliated before then. A wife, and not a mistress is what she plans to be, but what can be done when the king of her country makes a proposal to put her by his side? Alexander is used to getting what he wants and getting his way, after all, he is King. But when he sets his eyes on the young and beautiful Guinevere who is just as stubborn as he is, will making her stay at the castle earn him her love, or will it be the beginning of his undoing? (Hating Her King is the sequel to Loving Her Duke and is also the second book of the British Blood Trilogy.)

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Carlisle rubbed his jaw slowly, words still absent from his mouth. His silence became more pronounced by each passing moment.

Brand rose, went to the side bar, poured three glasses of wine, and brought them over. "Your expression and manner keep the duke silent, Your Majesty. One might think he knows that you are not elated to be marrying the lady."

Alexander turned his eyes sharply to Brand. "Your words are foolish. I am most joyous and can hardly contain myself."

"Indeed?" His brother sat down and clinked glasses with Carlisle. "Surely you jest, for you look as His Grace that morning in his study at Carlisle Crest when you commanded that he wed Lady Carlisle."

"I look nothing of the sort." Alexander retorted, his tone clipped. He looked away, taking a great gulp of his drink but not quick enough to avoid Brand's snide smile. He cussed silently.

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