At a midsummer masquerade, Phoebe slipped away from her chaperones into the labyrinthine gardens of the estate. She wanted a moment of freedom. Instead, she found a man standing by the stone fountain, looking thoroughly out of place in the hedonistic revelry. Gabriel had removed his mask, his sharp, handsome features illuminated by the moonlight.
The breaking point arrived on a rainy Tuesday. Gabriel had finally resolved to do the honorable thing and ask the Duke for Phoebe's hand, despite his fears of the man's reputation. But as he stood in the Duke’s intimidating study, Sebastian St. Vincent saw right through him. La Hija Del Diablo Lisa Kleypas epub
Phoebe laughed, a rich, daring sound that stirred something dangerous in Gabriel's chest. "My father is the Devil himself. I hardly think a stroll in the dark will ruin me." At a midsummer masquerade, Phoebe slipped away from
The Devil’s daughter must never fall in love with a saint. Gabriel had removed his mask, his sharp, handsome