Give Your Heart a Rake by Tanya Wilde

Author:Tanya Wilde
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2017-06-10T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Torment: the infliction of severe suffering or torture. Or as Lucien had come to think of it, the infliction of Miss Bakersfield’s heady scent, designed to rouse the torturous desire to seduce her, causing his days to be plagued with torment.

Even now the faint tangy scent of her perfume clung to the interior of his carriage. And even now, despite the current fury blinding his vision, his body went hard when he inhaled it. At any moment his skin might burst into a million pieces. His perpetual state of arousal burned with awakened passion and unfilled desire.

Rage at her recent deception hurled shards of ice through his veins—not a good combination, considering the burning lust that already simmered within them.

Rosslyn-Bloody-Bakersfield had bested him.

And in an entirely unexpected way.

She’d bribed one of his servants. It was unthinkable. And yet that was exactly what she’d done.

She’d wanted to discover his plans for tonight so that he couldn’t curtail her foolish adventure, no doubt. If it hadn’t been for his footman’s guilt and uncertainty of her intentions, Lucien would never have been the wiser. It hadn’t taken long to deduce what she was up to after that, however.

Tonight fireworks would light up the sky above Vauxhall Gardens. Normally, that wouldn’t mean much, except Lord Mormont never missed the occasion, which further confirmed his suspicion that Miss Bakersfield had set off by herself.

Lucien could not recall a time when he’d been this furious with a woman. That her behavior was his fault did not signify anything. She should have known better. But for Christ’s sake, he should still have anticipated this—he had been aware she possessed a knack for rebellion. If he hadn’t been so caught up in the sweet taste of her mouth, perhaps he’d have contemplated the possibility before now.

All this meant that by the time Lucien entered Vauxhall Gardens, he was ready to relieve someone of his head. The garden boasted more miscreants than usual, a sight that caused fear and concern to slither up alongside his seething anger. He prayed to the Almighty that Miss Bakersfield had not gotten into any trouble.

She’d ventured into it alone.

Without protection.

Without him.

The damn woman had no sense!

He’d be lucky if he found her in this crush. Luckily for her, Mormont’s excursions are well known amongst his peers. One could most certainly find him on some unlit path with his rod buried in his mistress.

Lucien assumed the maddening Miss Bakersfield would have been thorough in her inquiries and at the very least possessed some notion of where to search. On that assumption, he headed deeper into the gardens, sidestepped the prostitutes along the way, and kept his senses on high alert. Not only were these paths known for young lovers and their trysts, but with the darkness also came cutthroats and pickpockets.

A string of curses flew from his mouth. He had been the one to set her on this path, triggering a deep curiosity about the men on her list. And by kissing her, he had also handed her a reason to run.

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