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LOVING HER DUKE

"I will not be your mistress." She spoke, whispering, with her mouth a sigh away from his. He swallowed hard and nodded, agreeing with her even as he closed the distance between them, kissing her to madness, leaving nothing to sanity. Bethany Fitzgerald hated the very idea of marriage and stood against it with everything she was. Charles de Norcrosse had to marry the insufferable Lady Cossington, for it was the will of his late father and he must abide by it. But when fate moved in favour of the Duke of Carlisle and the daughter of an impoverished Land Baron, very little can be done to fight against it. (Loving Her Duke is the first book of the British Blood Trilogy. Second is Hating Her King.)

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Go Home To Your Wife, Carlisle

They were back to the topic. Alexander was like a bloodhound who would never let go of something he was really after. "You asked the last time."

"You evaded the last time."

This time, it was Charles who exhaled. "It is not so young anymore."

Alexander kissed his teeth as he waved. "That is all for show. You are newlyweds, it does not matter. What goes on in the bedroom is all that does matter." Charles turned away. He opened his cigar box that lay on the table. Then he heard Alexander's voice. There was surprise. "You are not sleeping with her?!"

Shocked, he quickly looked around to make sure no one heard him. None did. "Perhaps you should raise your voice a bit more, Your Majesty. Most haven't heard you." He said through clenched teeth. His emotions bothering between uneasiness and irritation.

"What is marriage if you cannot have your wife at will?" He asked, his voice greatly reduced.

"And her will?"