The Deviant Duchess

The Deviant Duchess

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Sophina had accepted her lot in life. Disowned by her father, and dubbed "Little Lady Exile" by the society pages, she never allowed herself to dream of seeing her ancestral home or her beloved Scotland again. But a simple change of an archaic law throws Sophina in to the fighting ring that is the British aristocracy. A young woman drunk on power, stalked by the press and hell bent on revenge with her clandestine lover by her side? What could go wrong? Or, better yet, what could go right?
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