A Lady's Ruinous Plan by Lora Darling

Author:Lora Darling [Darling, Lora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: regency; romance; london; historical romance
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2019-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Eirene allowed herself to sleep in the next morning. Usually, she was up at dawn, despite the rest of the city’s preference to laze about in bed until noon. But not today. Sleep had eluded her last night, and the mere thought of crawling out of bed made her want to cry and carry on like a petulant child. She blamed Adrien. He had taken hold of her emotions, her sanity, and her ability to reason and thrown all of it into a stinking pile of refuse. Then he had stomped upon it for good measure with his talk of wanting more.

Damn the man to hell for his inability to act like an unscrupulous rogue.

She had been unable to form a single thought that did not involve the vexing man, and even worse, she had relived every moment of their rendezvous over and over again until her body burned with unsatisfied arousal. She hoped he had spent an equally insufferable night. It was the least he deserved after leaving her stranded and alone to face Lady Palmer’s renewed wrath.

The woman had confronted Eirene as she had attempted to leave unnoticed. Again, Lady Palmer had reiterated that her son and his ten thousand a year were off limits. She’d not align her family with a fallen woman. Eirene had said nothing, though she had longed to tell Lady Palmer exactly what she could do with her son’s ten thousand a year and her illogical assumption Eirene would ever wish to have anything to do with the man.

Her bedroom door opened, and Hamish peeked his head in. Upon seeing her awake, he entered bearing a tray consisting of a pot of tea, her favorite cup, the morning paper, and what looked to be a pile of correspondence.

“I would wish you good morning, my lady, but seeing as how it is half noon…” He allowed the censure in his tone to state the rest. Setting the tray atop her vanity, he poured a cup of steaming, fragrant tea and carried it and the paper to the bed.

Eirene sat up against the pillows and accepted the cup with both hands. After a few sips, she reached for the paper. Hamish had folded it open to reveal the Society page. She glanced up at her hovering butler. “Do you now work for a social pariah, Hamish?”

“It would seem so, my lady.” With a bow, he left her to read the accounting of her night.

Dearest readers,

Where do I begin?

Lady P’s annual ball will go down in history. This author has it on good authority, not to mention personal observation, that a certain Lady of Great Wealth was caught in the throes of a passionate embrace with a certain dashing Frenchman. The couple was discovered by none other than Lady P herself and, when confronted, acted in the most shocking way imaginable.

Our dashing Frenchman, displaying masculine attributes that surely belong in a museum, claimed nothing untoward had occurred. He went so far as to confess to

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