The Mad Earl's Wicked Seduction by Bella Moxie

Author:Bella Moxie [Moxie, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-05-14T18:30:00+00:00

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The ballroom was a sea of people by the time Albert arrived.

Several guests nodded in his direction as he weaved his way through the crowd, but he kept his gaze focused on the ladies who flitted through the sea of dark suits in their pale silk and taffeta gowns.

He was here for her.

For Franny.

A week had passed without a word from her or her father, and the silence irritated him. He’d half expected to be summoned to her home the very next day. Not that she would have told her father about what he’d done, but surely she would have been eager to tell her parents that Albert was ready to finalize the marriage contract.

But he’d heard nothing from her or her father as he’d gone about his business in town.

He spotted the Earl of Evermore on the other side of the ballroom and exchanged a nod in greeting.

He was indebted to the earl, and to his sister’s friend the Earl of Fallenmore for sending him to the Wicked Earls’ Club in the first place. The gentlemen who were current members, and even some former members who’d given up the club when they married, had been all too eager to help a fellow club member. With his solicitor’s help and that of the agreeable earls he’d met, he’d unloaded most of his family’s estates without word spreading that the new Earl of Ashburn himself was the one dismantling the earldom piece by piece.

It was his right to do so, but he had no desire to stir up even more gossip around his family’s name. It was enough that everyone still whispered about the Mad Earl and his cruel wife. He got the feeling the gossips would salivate if he gave them every reason to bestow an equally vile name upon himself.

The Mad Earl’s Heir was bad enough. He owed it to Madeline not to make an even worse name for himself. The Earl of Lunace, perhaps. Or no, The Earl of Madness.

A wicked grin tugged at his lips at the thought. If his manipulative bride ever opened her mouth about his dark desires, he’d no doubt be called something even worse. A muscle in his jaw ticked as his gaze roamed over the crowd, searching out one pretty brunette in particular.

Pretty. His lungs hitched as visceral memories crowded into his mind.

Pretty was far too tepid a word for the vision she’d made the other night. First stretched out naked on a bed, and then writhing in his arms as she found her pleasure.

He ran a hand over his hair as a wave of heat made him wish he was anywhere but in this crowded room. He could hardly breathe whenever he thought of that night.

And soon she’d be his.

The thought brought about both pleasure and pain. It was betrayal at having been manipulated mixed with the oddest sense of . . . relief.

That was the only word he could think of to describe it.

Relief that there’d be more chances to touch her, to kiss her, to teach her a lesson.

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