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Janet thought of the rumors that she had heard about the way in which life was conducted at Castle Dorian. It had often been whispered in the village, amongst the gossips on a market morning, or their men folk gathered at a table outside the Inn on a summer’s eve, of the luxury in which His Lordship kept his women. She had also heard darker, more private murmurings about the secret pleasures that the women oftimes shared amongst themselves...
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1 Janet felt his presence, smelled the musky scent of his body as he stood there, quite still, his back to her, half shadowed in the mottled light. |
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2 Lord Dorian stood up and walked over to the girl. He put out his hand and extending his index finger, traced the curve of her cheek and lifted her chin towards him. |
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3 She met his eyes with hers and felt for the first time in her life that it was not just her body but also the secrets of her heart, her very soul that stood naked before him. |
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Chapter 4 Lord Dorian turned about to see a raven-haired beauty; her creamy skin slightly blushed at the face and breast, eyes lowered mysteriously under long lashes... |