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The Duchess Deal (Girl Meets Duke #1) by Tessa Dare (page_32)-Popular Free Online BooksJust in time for the holiday season, How the Dukes Stole Christmas is now available as a mass-market paperback! Christmas magic is in the air… From the ballrooms of London, to abandoned Scottish castles, to the snowy streets of Gilded Age New York, four bestselling authors whip up some unforgettable romance…with a little help from some enchanted shortbread. Discover new books on Goodreads. Sign in with Facebook Sign in options. Join Goodreads. Sonya Heaney.
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They call him the Duke of Ruin. Wealthy and ruthless, Gabriel Duke clawed his way from the lowliest slums to the pinnacle of high society—and now he wants to get even. When her imposing—and attractive—new neighbor demands she clear out the rescued animals, Penny sets him a challenge. She will part with her precious charges, if he can find them loving homes. Done, Gabriel says.
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I keep them in a little book and pore over it from time to time, whilst sipping brandy and indulging in throaty, ominous laughter. Surely you know the feeling of infatuation. Everyone does. About me. I have an unfortunate habit of looking for the best in people, and it makes me blind to their flaws. These things always do.
Before he could face any of it, he needed a drink. As he made his way to the bar, he navigated a card table draped with a dustcloth and a stack of paintings propped against the wall, waiting to be hung. The apartment was a work in progress. He had a well-furnished bedchamber upstairs, of course, but for now he needed a space as far away from the nursery as architecturally possible. He would rather not know what mischief his wards wrought at the top of the house, and they must never learn of the devilry he practiced at the bottom of it. He uncorked a bottle of wine and filled a large glass. A bit early in the day for burgundy, but what of it.