![]() But please don’t worry your pretty head that they will come between us again … Poulter, my groom, and his hired thug have strict instructions to finish them off … once and for all this time.” They are both so very fond of you, my darling. ![]() Although they are both quite monumentally stupid, they will probably consider the option that we may be here. “They will not come immediately, that’s true,” he agreed, “They will be too preoccupied with a little … ah, diversion … I put in their way. “I don’t think they will come,” Rosie said quietly, “After all, they will not know I am here.” And, before your intrepid rescuers arrive, I must inform you that my lawyer is under strict instructions to make the contents of that document public should our marriage not take place on the scheduled date.” He smiled cheerfully, “I think all that remains now is for us to await the arrival of the so dashing Lord St Anton and Drury, that tame bear of yours.” “My dear Rosie, you have no choice,” he replied patiently, as if he was chastising a small child, “You are forgetting that I still hold your brother’s confession. ![]() “You cannot think I will marry you now?” The words burst form her before she could check them. “Now, my dear, we must press on with the wedding plans, must we not? I must confess my anticipation of our wedding night has been heightened even further by recent events.” He licked his lips lasciviously and Rosie felt sick bile churn in her gut. “Splendid!” he rubbed his hands together gleefully. ![]()
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