She was unquestionably a lady. Still, that had never stopped him before. He could see that she was not, he thought, that young. Even better. Another twinge of pain from behind his eyes lent a harshness to his voice. "Who the devil are you?" In no way discomposed, she answered, "My name is Caroline Twinning. And if you really are the Duke of Twyford, then I'm very much afraid I'm your ward… "Max Rotherbridge couldn't believe it. Along with the dukedom of Twyford, he – London's most notorious rogue – had inherited wardship of four devilishly attractive sisters! Including the ...
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