Sins of a Duke by Stacy Reid

Author:Stacy Reid [Stacy Reid]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: historical romance, Victorian Era, London, category, hidden identity, gambling hall, Victorian, Historical, scandal, rake, revenge, Romance
Amazon: B00TOEK4O0
Goodreads: 24930332
Publisher: Entangled: Scandalous
Published: 2015-03-09T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Constance walked up to the most luxurious gaming club in all of London as if it were a normal occurrence to do so and knocked. A man who seemed to be the majordomo opened the door. He was dressed in a black evening coat, snowy white undershirt, and white bow tie, with his hair slicked back without a strand out of place. He would have looked elegant and dashing if not for the cold, hard expression on his face.

He raised a brow and ran an insolent gaze over her length. His regard switched to Charlotte and a quick frown chased his features.

“I… We…” Constance bit her lips hard wondering if she should simply say the secret word.

“Your rings?” he asked in a silted voice, his question encompassing her and Charlotte.

Constance swallowed and prayed Lucan had not been jesting. “Revenant.”

The man stiffened, peered at her for a few long seconds, and then sketched a deep bow. “Lord Ainsley, at your service. This way ladies,” he said after taking their coats and dominos and handing it to another man.

The Earl of Ainsley? She wanted to question why he had been the one to open the club door, but she kept her nose firmly to herself. He prowled ahead of them at a leisurely pace. Charlotte adjusted her mask and glanced at Constance. She lifted her chin and walked after the man. They traveled through a long hall, passed several doors, and Constance could hear the din of laughter filtering to the hall. They came upon a massive door, which swung open without the man even knocking. He waved them through, and Constance stepped into the sheer opulence of a grand ballroom. She grounded to a halt and Charlotte almost ran into her.

Three floors rose in stunning splendor. The ceiling was made of stained-glass panels and dozens of glittering chandeliers hung suspended, their lights dancing off the hundreds of men and women in their finery. The masks of the patrons glittered, some fanciful, some exquisitely designed, and some darkly fashioned into looks of darkness and decadence. Couples embraced publicly in several corners on chaise lounges, and those who danced were certainly closer than what was appropriate. Constance swallowed as she saw a man and woman kissing in the most scandalous fashion for all to see. She became painfully aware how much young ladies of society were sheltered. Suddenly her corset felt too tight and fear wafted through her. She was out of her league.

But she had to admit the place was magnificent. The décor consisted of dark, rich paneled woods, peach and silver velvet drapes lined the walls, and the luxurious orient carpet that covered the floors and the staircase was the richest and most beautiful she had ever seen. The walls were lined with massive gilded columns that were swathed in cloths with oriental colors so vibrant they seemed exotic. Raucous laughter and conversation spilled down the stairs and Constance stared in awe at the dozens of glasses layered on each other in a fountain floating with golden liquid.

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