Read now ->
The Devil's Duchess - Chapter 21: Playing along
Previous chapter:
Chapter 20: A painting too familiar
Next chapter:
Chapter 22: The Restless Morning
PREVIEW
... mahogany desk. For a disorienting moment, she wasn't sure where she was — her vision blurred, her mind fogged with the remnants of uneasy dreams. The faint scent of ink clung to her fingertips, and the sharp imprint of parchment pressed against her cheek.
"Lady Marcella," a stern voice chided from across the room, "this is hardly the posture of a proper Duchess."
Her gaze flicked toward Master Aldric Rowan, who stood by the window, arms crossed, and his expression caught somewher ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE