By Debra Dier
Whilst Isabel Darracott is going to London to fulfill her dad or mum, the Duke of Marlowe, she by no means expects to be ravished within the library via a half-clad barbarian--or that the rogue could change into the duke himself! notwithstanding she reveals herself devastated via his kisses, prim-and-proper Isabel understands she will be able to no longer supply in to temptation--for he's the satan in a truly good-looking conceal. .
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He had taken the journal with him to work on the translations. After his death, it had not been found among his belongings. "I am afraid we have very little chance of finding the old baron's treasure without the journal," Isabel said. "We will find the treasure," Phoebe said, her eyes bright with hope. " Isabel shook her head. "If the treasure truly does exist, it could be anywhere. " "The treasure exists. " Phoebe's lips drew into a tight line, her expression growing mulish. "And Cousin Gerard thinks it exists as well.
I only want to help, that's all. " Isabel leaned back against her pillows as Phoebe ran from the room, her booted heels pounding the bare floor. The weight of her responsibilities pressed against her chest like a slab of granite, until her lungs ached. There were moments when she dearly wished for someone with whom she could share the respon- Page 34 sibilities of raising her sisters. Moments when she wished someone would touch her hand and make her believe everything would be all right. She had hoped that someone might be their guardian.
Even the Almighty, who had dealt him more than one unpleasant blow during his thirty years on this green earth, did not have that twisted a sense of humor. Still, there was something about the woman, some horrible aura of sincerity that prickled the base of his spine. He quickly dismissed the sensation. It was the aftereffects of too much drink, he assured himself. He rubbed the back of his neck, easing muscles stiff from sleeping on the floor. Although he was usually competent in holding his liquor, last night things had gotten out of hand.