Confessions from an Arranged Marriage (The Burgundy Club)
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and know we had the place to ourselves.” A relative state of isolation, given the presence of over a hundred servants under the roof of the great house, but Minerva appreciated the sentiment. Even she’d been sick of company when the last straggler departed, a full week after the designated date for the conclusion of the gathering. Most, however, had left when expected, including the Louthers, who were back in London. Minerva tried to coax the foal to come to her hand, but it skittered away. “I
the correct conclusion: that it was only the written word that gave him trouble. “I’ll never discover anything without your assistance,” he said in a humble voice. She gave him a kind nod. “I’ll do my best to help you. I speak German too, of course, and Napoleon’s son lives with his mother in Vienna. I may be able to discover something from the Austrian delegation.” “That’s an excellent idea. But even with my limited powers of communication I believe I may be able to turn up something among the
surprised. She would have thought otherwise. “Lord, no. It’s too good. I’m going to remove these now.” He swung off the bed and made short work of the buttons. As he slid trousers and drawers down, his prick—the only word for it she could recall—sprang free. It was a bit larger than she expected and extremely buoyant. “May I touch it?” “Better not, if we intend to dispose of your virginity today. You, my lovely little Minnie, have brought me to a sorry pass.” He nudged apart her legs and,
politics. He now found it believable to think of Louther as an affectionate family man, his reports the testimony of a proud father. By long ingrained habit, the notion of a proud father generated an inner tension and disquiet. But then he recalled that last conversation with the duke. That, and Amanda’s words, helped explain why his father had never insisted on negotiating a marriage for him. “I like your wife,” Amanda said. “She’s very clever. I think you should take her into your confidence.
librarian, the keeper of muniments, Mr. Blenkinsop, and Mr. Hetherington, lined up on either side of the table in the misnamed small dining room, a chamber large enough to hold most of the ground floor of Wallop Hall, the ancient manor where Minerva had grown up. The comparison was inevitable in Minerva’s mind. With the exception of the two London secretaries, all the men at the table were frequent visitors to her parents’ house and to other houses in the vicinity of Mandeville. She knew them as