As she walked away, Delilah realized with a start that while she had won the land, she was very much in danger of losing her heart to the very man she had spent a lifetime daring to notice her.
They retired to the card room, the air between them thick with a different kind of tension than the one they had shared for years. As the cards were dealt, Delilah realized that for all his talk of rules, Arthur played with a ruthless, predatory grace. Lady Delilah Dares a Duke by Sofie Darling
Delilah breathed a sigh of relief, but as she stood to leave, Arthur caught her wrist. As she walked away, Delilah realized with a
Arthur Sterling, the Seventh Duke of Ravenstock, was a man of iron rules and even colder expressions. He was also, quite inconveniently, the guardian of the estate bordering Delilah’s family home. For years, the two had engaged in a polite but pointed cold war over a disputed strip of woodland known as The King’s Hollow. Delilah breathed a sigh of relief, but as
"It is a simple request, Your Grace," Delilah said, snapping her lace fan shut as they stood on the edges of a crowded London ballroom. "I wish to host the Midsummer Fair in the Hollow. It has been a tradition for decades, one your father never contested."
The final hand came down to a single card. Delilah felt the prickle of sweat against her silk bodice. She played her Ace of Hearts.