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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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Fair Warning

"Of course." Denney said, seating himself without being asked. "I have come for a rather delicate issue."

"Hmm." Alexander responded, picking up the bank statement for the foundation house and studying it. "I am willing to hear whatever delicate issue you have, but be mindful - I am not in the greatest of moods. Best be wary with your words and actions."

"Of course." He coughed lightly. "I was very surprised to discover that you had sent a dinner invitation to Lady Wilmot, and I am more appalled that my invitation seemed to have been lost. I could not help but question your reasoning," Denney said. "Considering you had sworn that she would never again set foot on castle grounds." He paused. "Why did you do that?"

Alexander did not lift his head. "Am I to tell you of all my dealings?"

"You misconstrue my words." Denney replied.

"I do not believe so."

"What I mean_"