The Persuasive Love of a Libertine by Jane Lark

Author:Jane Lark
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, erotic, historical, victorian, free, saga, earl, duke, saga romance series
Publisher: Jane Lark

Part Seven

Curse Emily and curse all women. They could all go to hell. Harry wanted nothing more to do with them.

All he wished to do was get back to London, lose his thoughts in a game of cards, and drink himself into oblivion. He hoped he could find Mark.

Without that distraction, his mind grumbled on. He lifted his hand and tipped the brim of his hat down at the front so that it entirely covered his eyes. His arms then crossed tightly over his chest. The post carriage was stopping again. This thing was bloody slow. But needs’ must.

Mark would laugh at Harry’s predicament.

He’d been unable to obtain more credit. The inn had refused to trust his word that the money would be sent, and so they had denied him a vehicle or a horse. So here he was, travelling post for God’s sake, squeezed into a carriage with commoners.

This whole bloody excursion had been misjudged on his part.

Emily had rejected him, and her father had rejected him.

He hated to be rejected.

But before Emily had turned him away…

He could not believe she had let him do that to her and then refused to marry him, and she had known she would not marry him before she had done it.

His riding coat, with the bloody handkerchief in its pocket was in his trunk, on the roof. The knowledge of it clasped about his heart.

He did not understand respectable women. He wished to be back in London in a place, and amongst people, who made sense to him.

Love… He had told her that he loved her and she had not given a damn. What value had love?

The carriage turned sharply, beneath the arch of another inn, and the noise from outside became a racket of iron-rimmed wheels and iron-clad horses’ hooves on the stone cobbles. When the carriage halted, the other passengers climbed out, to take a rest or because it was the end of their journey. Harry remained in the carriage occupying the corner he’d claimed. He kept his hat down so people would think him asleep.

Love… It had been cursed for him. He had blindly followed Drew and Peter, thinking himself worth such a prize as happiness. But he did not have their titles, or Peter’s wealth. He was not the same as them. Happy ever after was not a thing for him.

Mark was going to laugh his head off.

Harry would get drunk.

How could Emily have let him do that when she did not care for him and had no intent to marry him?

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