I beg your pardon for questioning your judgement," she said. "It is nothing to me, after all, if … - Loretta Chase

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Loretta Chase

I beg your pardon for questioning your judgement," she said. "It is nothing to me, after all, if it proves faulty. I am not the one responsible for the Marquess of Atherton's heir and sole offspring. I am not the one who will be toppled from my pedestal if the world learns I have not only permitted but encouraged my nephew to associate with the most shocking persons. I am not the one who-" "I wish you were the one who had heard of the rule Silence is Golden," he said.

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You are well aware of your effect on women, and I'm sure it gratifies you no end to watch them sigh and salivate over your magnificent physique. I do not wish to spoil your fun, Dain, but I do ask you to consider my pride and refrain from embarrassing me in public. " Women. . . sighing and salivating. . . over his magnificent physique. Maybe the brutal bedding had destroyed a part of her brain.

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Dain kept his gaze on his plate and concentrated on swallowing the morsel he'd just very nearly choked on. She was possessive. . . about him. The beautiful, mad creature - or blind and deaf creature, or whatever she was - coolly announced it as one might say, "Pass the salt cellar," without the smallest awareness that the earth had just tilted on its axis.

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