A Brooding Beauty by Eaton Jillian

Author:Eaton, Jillian [Eaton, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Jillian A. Eaton
Published: 2012-02-13T16:00:00+00:00

Marcus drew in a deep, trembling breath as the front door slammed shut. He wiped his mouth on his shirt sleeve, dully noting the spots of blood that stained the white cotton. Blindly he stumbled into the living room and slammed his hands down on the bar, making the bottles and tumblers jump. He stared down at his hands, regarding them as if they belonged to another, for surely it had not been his hands that had touched his wife in cruelness and anger. Not his hands that had pinched and groped and bruised her delicate skin. Not his hands that had filled her sapphire eyes with fear and loathing.

He clenched his hands into fists. Catherine was right. He was a monster.

The bottle of scotch was where he had left it the night before. He downed the first shot without blinking, and poured himself a second. The alcohol mocked him as he held it aloft and on a muttered curse Marcus flung the glass against the wall where it shattered upon impact. His legs shook from the weight of his guilt and he collapsed into a leather chair to bury his face in his hands.

Where had it all gone wrong? They had been so bloody happy. So certain of their love for each other. He had never imagined he would ever find someone like Catherine. Someone so sweet and loving. Gentle and kind. But he had found her, and then he had left her. Left her when she begged him to stay, only to return and promptly leave her again. He had driven her into the arms of other men. She had been young and naïve, an innocent bride of eight and ten. He abandoned her to the wolves to pursue his bloody fortune, and what had that gotten him? How did his cursed riches serve him now? His money did not keep him warm at night. It did not kiss him good morning. It did not put a child in the nursery. He was a fool. A selfish, arrogant fool.

Abruptly Marcus stood. This was his chance, he realized with a sharp intake of breath. His chance to make things better. To repair the damage he had caused. He needed Catherine in his life. Even with her temper and her flair for the dramatic and her silly moods she made his life better. Hell, she made him better.

He wanted to see her nose crinkle again when she laughed. To catch her against him and kiss her senseless in the middle of the day for no reason. To carry her upstairs when she fell asleep reading in front of the fireplace and use only his tongue to wake her. He wanted his wife back… and come hell or high water, he was going to get her.

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