The Duke's DANGEROUS GAME.
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THE DUKE WAS CAUGHT??!!!OR WAS HE...???
It was not in his habit to stare.Nor was it in his habit to stare unblinkingly.And never did he make it a habit to actually assume interest,either willingly or unwillingly,in what he was staring at.
But he was simply stunned into immobilization as he stared on..
She had captured his interest.
She had done the impossible.
She had left him utterly,completely and irrevocably captivated by her..
Stanley tried to inhale a stabilizing breath as he let it sink in that he had finally found her.
HER-The one he had been looking for.And she left him completely speechless and blind to the crowded noisy surrounding,with the feelings she evoked within him even from this far.
She made his entire body tighten,coil,and wind up with the fearsome feelings that bubbled through his veins..She left him breathless with hatred..
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