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Ashton Laytham was a happy little boy until, at the age of seven, he lost his parents. Sent to Fayerweather to be brought up by his uncle and his uncle’s wife, he was perceived to be an unhappy, unlovable child. Shunned by family and servants and permitted no friends to visit, he grows to adulthood alone and aloof, with only an occasional illicit rendezvous to lighten his days.<br><br>When his uncle dies, leaving the estate virtually bankrupt, it’s left to Ashton to make good on his uncle’s gaming debts and save Fayerweather. But how? The family talisman, worth thousands of pounds, has been stolen and the suspects vanished in the night, leaving Ashton to face the loss of the home he’s come to love.<br><br>Geo Stephenson, who works in His Majesty’s civil service, has ghosts of his own. The product of a marriage of convenience, Geo has known all his life his father never loved his mother, and he vows that will never happen to him. Marked by a physical scar earned in battle, none of his previous lovers could bear looking at it without shuddering; his mental scars are due to the many friends lost in useless battles. Geo arrives with a fistful of Sir Eustace Laytham’s IOUs and a solution: Ashton accommodating him in bed, thereby paying off the debt.<br><br>Attracted to Geo in spite of himself and desperate for any human kindness, Ashton agrees ... never expecting to lose his heart to a man who has sworn he’ll never give his. Can these two men find a measure of happiness together?

Tinnean · LGBT+
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104 Chs

Chapter 28

“Yes. You see, I think you should marry Arabella.”

The glass fell from benumbed fingers, and I stared aghast as the ruby stain spread, leaping to my feet before the wine could drip onto my inexpressibles. As I dabbed at the spill with my napkin, I shook my head and smiled sheepishly. “I do beg your pardon, Aunt. I must have misheard you.”

“Not at all, Ashton. Your marrying Arabella would be the ideal solution to this situation.”

“For whom?”

“Why…why, for the both of you. Arabella will be much happier once she is wed and has other things to take her mind from Arthur, and you must needs get a wife to insure that Fayerweather and Laytham Hall stay within the family.”

“But there is no love between us.” She of all people knew what a loveless marriage was like.

“Surely you didn’t expect to marry for any reason but expediency?”