The Highland Ghost’s Virgin
“Say me name again, lass. I want to hear yer voice break.”
Grisselle has spent three Seasons being laughed out of every ballroom in London.
So she invents a husband. A dead Highland legend.
She should be safe.
But then…he walks in. And he’s very much alive.
His grandson. Massive. Scarred. Furious.
He claims her in front of everyone who ever doubted her.
Every nerve in her body screams at her to run.
But she stays…aching to be ruined.
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Laird Alpin doesn’t do weak.
He doesn’t do soft.
Haunted by the sea that took his grandfather,
he’s spent years alone.
Pressured by his council for an heir,
He lets a stranger’s letter drag him south,
and he takes what she offered without asking twice.
A wife. A contract. Nothing more.
Then she looks at him like she wants him to devour her,
and every rule he’s ever kept threatens to break…
But has to hold on to what’s left of his control,
Before he ruins her and everything else…
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