Sins of a Virgin (Sinners Trio, Book 1)
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"**There is improper, there is scandalous... and then there is Madeline Valdan.**
To the world, Madeline Valdan is a scandalous courtesan, with society's most eligible gentlemen at her feet. But no one knows her shocking secret: she has never experienced the most intimate touch of *any* man. So she astonishes the *ton* by telling them the truth . . . and by announcing the auction of her virginity to the highest bidder.
Handsome and disciplined, Gabriel Huntford knows his time is best spent hunting down criminals from the darkest corners of London. As a Bow Street Runner investigating his sister's death, he has no desire to join London's strutting peacocks in this competition when there are more important tasks at hand.
Now, his quest leads him to one of Madeline's ""suitors,"" so he agrees to help this sinful woman. But what begins as a business arrangement quickly turns into something more . . . and love blooms with a passion neither one expected.
Her gown gaped in the front, revealing a generous amount of bosom. She slowly uncrossed her legs, flashing slender ankles and calves. She shrugged, allowing the gown to slip from her shoulders and display the lack of clothing beneath the robe. After Madeline’s subtle finesse, the woman’s offer couldn’t have been more blatant if she’d thrown him to the carpet and ripped off his clothing. Yet Gabriel didn’t feel a thing in response. Not a bloody thing. Not a single flicker of lust. All he could
reappeared. He caught her with one arm, relieved when she had the sense to immediately cease struggling. But even then, he had to fight to keep them both afloat and moving toward shore, his legs numbing from the exertion and icy water. “My dress and petticoats. They keep tangling around my legs and weighing me down. If you can remove them, I can keep myself afloat.” Despite her shaking, her voice was steady. If they wanted to reach shore, they’d have to try. Gabriel wasted a glance at the
made you uncomfortable.” Madeline’s expression settled into more serious lines. “Her effusiveness surprised me, nothing more.” “Nothing more?” Her pointed look gave him her response. Gabriel frowned. “You answered my mother’s questions. Why do I have to battle for the smallest bit of information?” “Because your mother is much more charming.” But then Madeline bit at her lower lip, a pensive expression entering her eyes. “Honestly, habit again, more than anything.” “So if I ask a question,
if she even exists.” She whispered the confession. Gabriel outlined the edge of her jaw. “She does. I’ve seen her once or twice. Shall we find her?” He led her to the edge of the fountain, removed his jacket, and laid it over the damp marble for her to sit on. He stepped back. “Now close your eyes.” She complied with a nervous breath. His lips brushed hers with a feather-light caress. “Did you like that?” “Of course, I—” But his finger on her lips silenced her. “Don’t give me the answer you
Einhern careening back in the other direction. “Einhern, you’re under arrest for attempted murder.” “You are arresting me? What about that slut? She seduced me, then robbed me. I was humiliated and disgraced.” Einhern had been pompous as a Prussian general years ago; apparently, time and a change in position had done nothing to temper that. “You were selling supplies meant for the allied troops to the French. Do you know how many men died because they lacked ammunition and food?” She really