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336 pages, Paperback
First published June 15, 2021
˚˖𓍢ִ໋❀ ❝ A lady stays tranquil and poised under all circumstances. Instead of panicking, she squares her jaw, protects her heart, and ensures that she has enough ammunition to gun down everyone in her path. ❞
જ⁀➴ “Marry me,” Ned whispered to Cecilia.
“Over Freddy’s dead body,” she muttered in reply.
“This afternoon, then,” Ned said. “The poor chap is about to expire from hysterics.”
𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ ❝ Ned sighed dreamily as he limped through Miss Dole’s downstairs rooms, filling his pockets with small valuable items and trying to ignore the pain in a certain part of his anatomy. If Cecilia Bassingthwaite hadn’t injured him, he would be having quite the opposite reaction to their meeting. So much for implacability! So much for delicate pallor! Fire ran through her veins! He’d felt it in her throat, pulsing against his knife. He’d felt it in her breath beneath him. She had witchcraft in her lips!—and hands, and knees. ❞
❝ I’m thinking of starting a Society of Gentlemen Scoundrels.”
“You’re millennia too late. It already exists and is called the patriarchy. ❞ ꕤ