Sinful Liaisons (Cynfell Brothers Book 3)
Samantha Holt
Language: English
Pages: 127
ISBN: B013RY3PCK
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy and pride. The Cynfell brothers are the very embodiment of a sinful existence. But could the right woman change that?
Greed
It's not every day a duchess comes across a naked man on the roadside. It's not every day a duchess takes said naked man home with her. But Evelyn Chesworth can hardly leave the poor man in nought but his skin on the dangerous road to London. Particularly when he's so attractive...
Lord Pierce Cynfell is in a world of trouble. With his brother threatening to cut him off and his gambling debts increasing, his beautiful rescuer couldn't have come at a better time. He can't help but be attracted to the worldly, mature woman.
So he certainly isn't going to say no when she offers to write off his debts in return for one thing--his body.
However, it soon becomes clear more than his body is becoming involved. While everyone else might think he's only there for the money, the beautiful widow slowly draws him deeper until he wants to unlock every secret buried beneath those tight corsets.
Evelyn might let Pierce beneath her corsets but she's determined it will be no more than that. She has loved and lost twice in her life and won't let that happen again. Meanwhile, she has too many other things to worry about--like the preservation of her son's land.
When Pierce begins to show himself as more than a skilled lover, Evelyn has a choice--let herself be vulnerable again or send away the man who lights a fire in her body, heart and soul.
other.” Pierce looked doubtful. “Do I seem a fool to you?” “No, not at all.” “Then I can’t believe that Rupert fooled me. I have to believe that this is a forgery.” He lifted the letter again and studied it. “A signature is easily forged but proving so isn’t easy. Have you spoke to the witness? Sir Lloyd. Doesn’t he own several cotton mills?” “Yes, but I didn’t know his name until this morning. He promised to send on proof of the wager after that night at Stourbridge.” “George Whitbury was
words at him all day and he’d still like her for it. Particularly because underneath, he knew there was a soft, willing woman who grew pliant and agreeable in his arms. There was also a wild cat on occasion. His grin grew. He really did like both of those women very much. Evelyn’s gaze narrowed into slits and she turned away to collect her jacket. “Honestly, you make me sound utterly disagreeable.” She shoved her arms into the elegant green coat and began to do up the buttons before turning to
She was only grateful London had finally recognised such talent. Female artists were still in the minority. Several of Josephine’s paintings lined the entrance hall, set beautifully amongst ferns and the pale blue walls. She paused to admire a painting of the docks. “Your brother has a talented wife,” she commented to Pierce. “Josephine is an impressive woman. Lord knows how Dante managed to persuade her to marry him. Speak of the devil...” He nodded his head in the direction of the man she
the trouble that would come with killing us. People tend to notice when rich, titled folk disappear.” “You don’t need to kill us,” Evelyn added. “We won’t say a word of this place. We have no reason to.” She saw the indecision in his gaze. Risk an investigation into their disappearances and lose their hideout or release them and pray they didn’t tell anyone of the place. Frankly, Evelyn wanted to put the gambling den behind her and never think on it again. The man folded his arms and gave a
anyone again.” “You’re going to kill me?” He exchanged a look with his brother and they smirked. “First, you’re going to write a nice little letter, admitting to your crimes of forgery and blackmail. Then we’ll consider what to do with you.” Of course Pierce had no intention of killing the man but it wouldn’t hurt to let him believe that for a while. A cocky chap like George needed to be scared into behaving. The chances were a swindler like him was too used to things coming easily. He charmed