I have been the vicomte’s secretary, remember. She heard her husband’s heavy tread descending the stairs, and the wheels of his carriage as he drove off. “You were born for great things,” he said huskily. She could hear the raucous laughter and bad music below. “What have you done?” 212 “It is your own fault, Lucia. She wrapped her legs about his hips as he raised himself upon straight arms, piercing her with his gaze as he thrust into her. ‘I know you, Gerald. " "And partly what else?" "I shall never tell anybody that. ” He passed his hand wearily over his forehead. Bu buluşma, ikisi için başka bir dönüm noktasıydı.
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