What happened in the conservatory the night of the ball could ruin me. As the Duke of Somerset's daughter, I knew better than to engage in such salacious behavior. But when I came upon the dark-haired stranger, his sinuous body gloriously lit by the full moon, I couldn't look away. He wasn't alone, and my stomach ached with jealousy. Fascination. Desire. When he caught me watching, I ran back to the ballroom, never expecting him to follow and confront me. As a captain in the Royal Navy and the future Earl of Galloway, Alasdair Stewart should've known better than to insult a proper lady with his arrogant tone and rakish grin. He toyed with me, taking liberties no gentleman ever would.
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