Sheridan Drake was a fallen angel... a scoundrel... a blackguard... every maiden's nightmare. Olympia St. Leger was an exiled princess in need of a hero. Amused by her innocence, lured by her wealth, Sheridan allowed her to think him a knight in shining armor. Across storm-tossed seas beset... read more
“I had a moment of madness the other night, but you're poison, my dear. Purest poison. Go away.”Sheridan Drake
“I been lookin' forward to it, being bulled by a great handsome jack like you; I been waiting a bleedin' fortnight for you to get the itch, and now here you are lookin' like you got a bleedin' bread loaf in your pants, telling me never mi—”Mary (whore)
“You ain't going to die, my dear." He pulled the dress off, revealing a plump, limp figure in white pantaloons. "Though I suppose it's just your style—something melodramatic and martyred. Too bad there ain't a tyranny worth defying in three thousand miles. Sit up.”Sheridan Drake
“A baby," he said politely. "I don't want you pregnant. Not here."Olympia's blush deepened into scarlet. "That couldn't happen," she exclaimed, covering her agitation and embarrassment with a scathing tone. "We aren't married.""Well, what do you think, that they wave a magic wand at the ceremony and you start littering right there at the altar? That ain't the way it works, as I've been at pains to try to explain to you, if you'd come down off your high ropes and listen.”
Prologue
Chapter 1 - 28
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