Lovely but shy young Ellen Jerome seems to attract rakes like honey does flies. Handsome Indian doctor Ash Paignton rescues her from ruin at the hands of notorious fortune-hunter and Man About Town Timothy Bridges. Horrified by what nearly happened, Ellen seeks to retire from society and live the rest of her life in seclusion. Ash sees a confused and wounded soul, and a spark of sensual fire within Ellen just waiting for the right man to nurture the flames. He helps her build her self-confidence, so she grows into a woman with choices, not a victim of circumstances.Ellen blossoms under Ash's tutelage in the ways of the world, and soon longs for lessons in love from the exotically handsome young doctor. She soon has a proposition for Ash: take her as his mistress to teach her about love. Ash has an even more daring counter-proposal: to take him as her husband, and live the life she has always dreamed of, even if it means defying all of upper-class English society. Ash must become the model husband in order to protect his new wife before her enemies, including her own sister Georgina, drive them from England, intent on destroying a love they don't understand. For Ellen and Ash share an explosive passion in bed and out which threatens the very foundations of rigid English Society, and Timothy Bridges decides he is not quite done with Ellen yet.... AN EXCERPT:As Ash escorted Ellen up to her bed chamber, she said quietly, “Thank you for bringing me to London. I’m sorry if I was difficult before. You’re a very kind person. I know you wouldn’t taunt me on purpose.”“I’m sorry for shocking you, Miss Jerome. I really do try to behave as you would like me to. I just despise these absurd social conventions, this ridiculous assigning of roles. How men and women should behave. How bare flesh should never be shown by a man, but a woman may display her cleavage to hundreds of men at a ball. “There are what, about five thousand aristocrats and their families in this country? Yet how many people are there in the rest of the world? How many different modes of living? Different societies? Even, I might add, societies in which the woman is in charge.”Her blond brows raised. “No, it’s not possible.” “I assure you it is. But that is a subject for tomorrow. I need my rest for the races out at Waltham. And you would love to see the old Abbey there, I’m sure.”She nodded. “Yes, indeed. Thank you for being so considerate.”“Then I shall eagerly look forward to the morning, and force myself to say good night, my dear.” He bowed over her hand.Ellen couldn't help herself any longer, and gave way to the desire that had burned within her ever since they had met. She brought her other one up to stroke his silken dark hair. He looked up at her in surprise, and traced his tongue over the back of the hand he was still holding, causing her to shiver in delight. Even more thrilling was when he turned it over and kissed her palm warmly, lingeringly. Ellen’s breath caught in her throat, and she gasped, “Oh, Ash, do we have to? Do we have to say good night?”The Model HusbandBook 14 of The Rakehell Regency Romance SeriesWords=94,000 300 8.5x11 ppRating: Very sensualThe Rakehell Regency Romance SeriesBook 4-The Matchless Miss5-The Scarred Heart6-Guardian of the Heart7-The Mistaken Miss8-The Model Master9-The Model Mistress10-Innocence11-Innocence Afire12-Ravished13-Experience14-The Model Husband15-Ruthless16-Madness17-Beguiled18-Beguiled Anew
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