The Education of Ivy Leavold (MARKHAM HALL #2) by Sierra Simone EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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“I want you to be my wife,” Julian Markham pronounced. Julian
Markham: owner of Markham Hall and owner of my heart. And possible
murderer of my cousin two months since.
Panic—swift and sharp—seized me, squeezing my ribcage, making my
heart pound. All I could feel was how small the library had become, how
low the ceiling, and how I needed to get outside, away from this—from this
overwhelming thing and this overwhelming man who summoned such
strong emotions within me. Love and desire twined together within my
panic, grating against the doubts, the worries, the incredulity.
His mouth twisted at the corners, amusement lighting along his eyes.
“You look so surprised.”
A sharp retort came to mind, but it never made it to my lips. Of course I
am surprised. Surprised and flattered and terrified. For one thing, someone
like me couldn’t marry someone like him; he needed to marry someone in
his social station, someone wealthy and distinguished. Surely he knew this.
For another, there were the frightening things I had learned from the
polite police officer in Scarborough—that my cousin Violet had been
pregnant when she died, that the baby was almost certainly not Mr.
Markham’s, and that the entire narrative pointed to Mr. Markham’s guilt.
Practicality and fear warred with emotion, and I looked away so that he
wouldn’t see the tears pricking at my eyes. I tried to speak, but the words
wouldn’t come. The vise around my chest continued to squeeze and press.
A beat passed, then another.
“Wildcat,” he said. “Say something.”
“We can’t marry,” I said, and I couldn’t keep the pain from my voice.
“And why can’t we?”
“Because—” I was dangerously close to sputtering. “Because! It’s not
right!”
This I meant in light of Violet’s death, in the light of his role in it, that it
wouldn’t be right for me to place myself at his mercy when I didn’t know if
he had any.
But he misunderstood me.
“You don’t want to be my whore, but you balk at becoming my wife?
You are more feral than I thought. Are you so afraid of being trapped?” He
took my wrist in his hand, his thumb pressing against my pulse, and I
vividly remembered the first night we met. “Haven’t I shown you that some
restraints can be freeing?”
He had. Oh God, he had. And just like that, lust spiked through me, all
the sweeter for the doubt surrounding it.
Julian Markham. My lethal forbidden fruit.
“It’s more than that,” I continued, trying to summon logic in the midst of
the hurricane inside me. “Violet died only two months ago. We haven’t
been in mourning long enough to honor her memory—”
“We can remember her just as well if we were married as if we were not.
And as for honor, she has no family left that I know of and neither do I.
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