![]() ![]() ![]() Lysette huddled in a ball with her arms covering her head, while smothered cries were torn from her raw throat. The room was filled with the sound of fists pounding flesh. (Originally published as Only In Your Arms)įor always believing in me, and encouraging me to do my best… for being someone I can always trust and count on… and for making me feel strong even when I am leaning on you. The full weight of the suspicions cast on Max was…Īfter glancing at the prone form on the ground, Severin… Max’s gaze swept over her, and his stern face softened…Ĭlement considered them both carefully, noting Lysette’s flustered expression and… “How is he?” Alexandre asked, starting to pour Max a… Lysette had known it was inevitable that she would someday… “Another letter to your mother?” Max inquired, coming to the… Max awakened to the sensation of invisible fiends pounding on… Irénée walked through the double parlors with a satisfied smile,…Īlthough Lysette had lived in an almost exclusively female household…Īfter removing Lysette’s nightgown and his own breeches, Max carried… Max had often pondered why Sagesse had slept with his… Lysette damned her own physical weakness as her stepfather and… ![]() ![]() Max was gone all the next day, attending to business… The gown Lysette had carried with her was irreparably stained… Philippe and Justin Vallerand wandered through the woods and down… The room was filled with the sound of fists pounding… ![]()
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