The
Marquis and I
by
Ella Quinn
GENRE:
Historical Romance
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BLURB:
Trouble
is no match for a lady of the extended Worthington family—except
when it comes in the form of a most irresistible gentleman . . .
Lady
Charlotte Carpenter’s brother-in-law has put an infamous brothel
owner out of business—yet it is Charlotte who suffers the
consequences. Abducted by thugs and held at an inn, she is plotting
her escape when she’s suddenly rescued by a dashing gentleman. Only
afterward does she realize she’s seen him before—with two
courtesans! Unwilling to tarry with such a man, Charlotte makes her
second escape. But it is too late to repair her reputation . . .
A
known gossip has spied Charlotte’s movements, and his report is
speeding through the rumor mill. Soon, everyone knows that Charlotte
spent the night with Constantine, Marquis of Kenilworth. And everyone
agrees the only answer is marriage—including Constantine himself,
his overjoyed mother—and his mistress! But Charlotte’s abductors
aren’t finished with her yet. Now Constantine will do anything to
protect the spirited woman he loves and win her heart . . .
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Wife?
Wed? No, no, no! Being betrothed was bad enough. But she could get
out of that. But
married! Lord Kenilworth was the last man in the
world she would wed. Just the idea that he would touch her with the
same hands he used to mistreat other women made her stomach lurch.
Charlotte
quickly shoved the memory of his kiss aside. If she had known who he
was, she would never have kissed him.
Taking
a deep breath, she said with as firm a voice as she could muster,
“Despite what his lordship said, I do not wish to marry him. There
must be a way to—”
“That
is neither here nor there, my dear.” Lady Bellamny waved away
Charlotte’s complaint in a voice so composed it made her want to
slaughter someone. Preferably Lord Kenilworth. “I stopped by
Stanwood House to inform your sister I intended to be out of Town for
a few days. Instead, I found your cousin Jane, Mrs. Addison. Knowing
that I am a trustworthy friend of the family, she told me what had
occurred. Unless I am mistaken, you were with Lord Kenilworth at
least overnight, and you were seen entering the inn with him.” She
raised a brow. “In a rather disheveled state.”
Charlotte
decided to ignore her creased, dusty gown, and address the most
important issue. “I did not exactly spend the night with him.”
Not all night and, technically, she had entered the inn first. “He
followed me into the inn. I—”
“Close
enough, my lady.” His tone was as dry as sand. “We were seen
together walking toward this place, and I held the door open for
you.”
AUTHOR
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After
living in the South Pacific, Central America, North Africa, England
and Europe, she and her husband decided to make their dreams come
true and are now living on a sailboat cruising the Caribbean and
North America. Europe is next!
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