““You Mademoiselle are hardly in a position to remonstrate. The entire world has no doubt been at your feet from the cradle.” “Would you care to join them?” She was teasing but testing her powers too in a feminine display of vanity. She was too perfect he thought, as she stood provocatively nude before him, too exotic, too tempting, too assured of her extravagant beauty. “Perhaps some other time,” his gaze having shuttered slightly, the familiar sardonic half-lidded gaze of the Duc de Vec once again regarding her…””
