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Meagan Tavistock might quickly observe how Alexander had gained the nickname Mad, Poor Duke. Pleasure was promised sinful by his deep blue eyes, his contact burnt through the cotton of her gown, and his rich style intimated that the moment they certainly were skin to skin, he’d satisfy wishes she didn’t also realize she'd. Meagan can no further avoid the attraction,before magic wore off, making the set in a most compromising position, whenever a love cause missed its intended goal. Their only choice was Meagan that was thrust by a marriage right into a " new world " of dark secrets, substantial risk, and a passion so powerful she couldn’t help thinking: Was it the power of the cause or real love finally?