Duke of Scandal by Foley Gaelen

Author:Foley, Gaelen [Foley, Gaelen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Regency romance
Publisher: Gaelen Foley
Published: 2015-10-21T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

A Losing Battle

How could I be so weak? Why did I give in to her? I can’t believe I let this happen!

Jason fled out the back door of her house, shaken to the core. I’m playing games? Why, the little lunatic. She did not behave like any other female he had ever dealt with—neither lady nor whore.

Get out of my house if you don’t want to be here? he marveled, confounded. I don’t really care if you love me back?

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

He did not understand what she was after, and with his mind a scarlet vortex of sexual frustration, there was obviously no hope of puzzling it out until he got to come. He resolved to go at once to his favorite brothel, and paused outside the back door of Felicity’s house.

There, with hands still shaking, he put his clothes back into some rough semblance of order before striding over to his carriage.

As he untied his horses and then jumped up into the curricle, he could not believe she had blackmailed him into pleasuring her with the threat of telling her brother. Wicked little vixen.

She was shameless.

And he utterly adored it.

Just when he thought Felicity Carvel could not get any more fascinating, any more alluring, she turned his world upside down.

If you are wise, his survival instincts warned, you will never go near her again.

Well, of course he would stay away from her. He had staked his pride on doing so, making his big, manly pronouncement that he wouldn’t be back.

The thought of it already made him sick to his stomach. Indeed, a weak, sniveling, craven part of him wanted to go racing right back to her and throw himself at her feet, tell her he hadn’t meant it and beg her to forget he had ever said it. That what she had “made him” do to her was exactly what he had longed to do. God, what was wrong with him?

Thank God for harlots, he thought as he drove hell-for-leather to the Satin Slipper. You paid them and then they went away. Nice and easy. No mess. Unless, of course, you got one of them pregnant…

With a growl under his breath, his blood still hot with fever, Jason did not want to think about that. He opened the small hidden compartment in his carriage where he locked up his personal effects and reached for the condom, slipping it discreetly into his pocket.

He did not have a civilized word for the proprietress as he stepped inside the infamous, expensive bordello. Well known there, he showed himself to the drawing room and looked around at the selection of bored girls waiting for the evening crowd.

He snapped his fingers at a blonde about Felicity’s size and felt somewhat gratified by the way she jumped to her feet at his demand.

Some women at least knew how to obey.

The girl beckoned him toward the hallway with the rooms.

But it soon became apparent that it wasn’t going to happen.

Jason

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