By Victoria Alexander
"Maximillian Wells, the Earl of Trent, couldn't think his ears-or his eyes. sooner than him stood attractive, not possible Pandora Effington, the town's so much scandalous good looks, and the fiery heiress was once making him a such a lot tantalizing provide. If he desired to take Pandora's hand in marriage, he needed to play a video game of her devising-and he had no purpose of wasting. so much of London's eligible bachelors left Pandora chilly and he or she longed for a real hero-a guy who may do something in his energy to win her love. Maximillian's very contact despatched shivers down her backbone and made her dream of lengthy nights spent in his palms. yet was once he keen to danger every little thing he held pricey to turn out his love?
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