The Bride Price
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The Bride Price
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Winner take all…
Sebastien Deville, the debauched, dangerously handsome illegitimate son of the Duke of Grandien, has waited his whole life for revenge – and suddenly it is there for the taking. A competition sponsored by the King has all the ton talking. The winner will receive an immense fortune, a newly created title, sponsorship, and a well-born bride – everything Sebastien needs to reclaim his mother’s stolen lands and to wield the colossal power itching beneath his fingertips. His victory is all but assured…until he meets Caroline.
Caroline Martin knows all about Sebastien, the legendary heartbreaker who leaves women weeping in his wake, and she is determined not to see him win the competition in which he would claim her friend as his bride. Yet sabotage is so very hard to concentrate on when the target’s searing glances promise incredible pleasure and his skillful hands vow unimaginable desire. She knows the danger he presents…the temptation he offers, yet she is willing to risk everything for all she holds dear.
But Sebastien Deville will do anything to win…and Caroline’s heart may become the ultimate prize.
“Conquest? You call charging someone to kiss you, a conquest?”
“A kiss is merely the toll. The real conquest happens when you beg for more.” A finger idly moved over his full lower lip.
She knew first hand that unleashed desire could easily revert to caged aggression. “Passion burns brightly, then fizzles away.”
Expressions, mercurial and rapid, charged across his face.
He reached over so quickly that she was too late to move away. He swiped a thumb across the top of the drawn roof on her lap, depressing the papers into her thighs.
“But if you capture desire, if you hold it…” He pulled his expensively gloved thumb across the bottom of the pillar and leaned toward her, a hairbreadth from her lips. “…then that moment will burn indelibly.”
His eyes held hers, his face so close that if they blinked in tandem, their eyelashes might brush together. Desire like none she had felt in years pulsed through her, fear following on its heels with stomping strides.