By Liz Carlyle

In this hot 3rd publication in New York Times bestselling writer Liz Carlyle's compelling ancient trilogy, a cynical rake joins a sinister online game of playing cards with dangerously seductive stakes.

If he wins this hand...

Shunning the glittering elite of excessive society Kieran, Baron Rothewell, prefers the damaging objectives of London's demimonde. Hardened by way of a tormented prior, he cares little for somebody or something. So how can he withstand the bet proposed by way of the dissolute Comte de Valigny? A hand of playing cards for the ownership of the comte's beautiful daughter.

Will he win her heart?

deserted by way of her highborn father -- till he comes to a decision to take advantage of her -- Mademoiselle Camille Marchand places no belief in an aristocrat's honor, specifically that of the infamous baron. She too is playing -- for her lifestyles -- and Rothwell is only one extra card for use. yet no matter what darkish wants run via his veins name to her personal, and the center performs its personal video game -- winner take all!

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My task, as I comprehend it, is to—oh, expensive, how needs to I positioned this—to placed a bit distance among you and your father? ” “Oui, madame,” acknowledged Camille. “Valigny isn't concept decent, I understand. ” “Oh, my pricey, it isn’t really that,” acknowledged the countess. “Mais oui, it really is accurately that,” stated Camille. “I take no insult, madame, from what's so. till 3 months earlier, I had scarcely spent greater than a fortnight at a time in Valigny’s corporation, retailer for my infancy. yet i needed to return to England. i assumed it higher to have his companionship than no one’s. ” “And you have been really correct, to make certain. ” woman Sharpe gave a comforting smile and leaned over to pat Camille’s hand. She appeared so very variety. Camille drew a deep breath. “Madame, if…if i'd ask? ” “By all skill, my pricey. ” The countess checked out her enquiringly. “What is it? ” Camille weighed her phrases. “Lord Rothewell has informed you of my mom? Who she used to be? ” girl Sharpe’s face fell with sympathy. “Yes, in fact. I by no means met her, yet I’m advised she used to be a awesome good looks. ” “And her…her husband? Lord Halburne? have you learnt him? ” woman Sharp slowly shook her head. “Sharpe as soon as met him, I believe,” she mused. “But Halburne lives the lifetime of a recluse and is nearly by no means noticeable on the town. ” Camille exhaled audibly. “Oui, that's what Valigny said,” she whispered. “But i used to be no longer sure…” Her phrases trailed weakly away. “Whether to think him? ” girl Sharpe waited for Camille’s nod, then patted her hand. “In this example, I daresay you could. ” “Bon,” murmured Camille. “I won't see Halburne, then? i'm going to not—what is the word? Bump opposed to him? ” “Bump into him,” girl Sharpe corrected. “No, my expensive. I quite doubt it. ” “Merci, madame,” Camille rasped. “Merci. ” yet woman Sharpe was once taking a look pensive, and her brain used to be basically drifting in other places. “I had a French governess as a girl,” she ultimately acknowledged. “A rather well bred woman through the identify of Vigneau. Her relatives used to be from St. Leonard. used to be your village close to there, accidentally? ” “Oui, madame,” stated Camille. “Not so very a ways. And there are numerous Vigneaus thereabouts. ” “Mademoiselle Vigneau used to be with me yet briefly,” acknowledged the countess. “I was once very keen on her, yet unfortunately, her relatives referred to as her domestic, for they'd prepared a super marriage to a neighborhood nobleman. ” “How lucky for her,” stated Camille. “How lucky for us, maybe. ” girl Sharpe was once tapping her cheek back. “It shouldn't be so nice a stretch as to fabricate a few imprecise acquaintanceship among we all, i believe. anything which might clarify why you’ve come to stick with me. ” simply then, there has been a legitimate on the door. Camille appeared prior girl Sharpe’s shoulder to determine a truly tall, very willowy girl in a gloomy blue carriage gown status within the passageway. woman Sharpe rotated in her chair. the girl was once flushing. “Oh dear,” she acknowledged. “You have a caller. i assumed to discover you by myself at such an hour. Forgive me. ” woman Sharpe rose and went to the door, either fingers outstretched. “My expensive, you want to come in,” she stated. “And you're correct. it's too early for a caller.

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