by Sheila Walsh
The next time Madalena met the Duke was amid the dazzling brilliance of a London ball, as he paraded with his beautiful mistress to scandalized whispers.
By now Madalena knew that no proper young lady would become involved with this man who had lost count of his conquests in love, and who revealed so little of the private, quite possibly evil, intrigues he pursued in Regency England and France.
But Madalena was no proper young lady. She was a woman hopelessly in love - and heedless of the cost....
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