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“You see, I find myself in need of a wife. And not just a wife, but an heir, too. And, as your brothers are hounding you to find a husband, I imagine we can help each other with that. In exchange for your hand in marriage and your ability to birth my heir, I will not stop until I help you find your brother.” He would need to bed her…a lot. Every night. Multiple times. Kissing her and touching her and making her quiver and squirm in his arms… Good God, he was having these thoughts in the middle of Bond Street. “Heavens…” she muttered. “I never imagined my first marriage proposal would be this…” ""It is a business proposal. I do not need a woman to love. I need a wife who’s able to give me a child within one year. And what I offer isn’t love, either. It is help that you require to find your brother.” “I just do not want a husband,” she replied. “I have my own plans, and a husband would surely forbid me doing them, just as my brothers do.” “I am not most husbands, Lady Calliope. Whatever you wish to do, I am sure we can come to an agreement.” “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Perhaps I don’t. But I do know your brothers won’t leave you alone until you find someone. Once you give me an heir, I will leave you alone. You will have my permission to do whatever it is that you want. Within reason, of course.” She narrowed her eyes at him. “What is within reason for you?” “I will not tolerate lovers,” he said coldly. “You will not need to worry about that. It seems there’s something about me men find disagreeable.” Disagreeable? Who would find her disagreeable? She may be the most fascinating female he’d ever met in his life. “I would not betray my husband,” she said. “I take the promises I make very seriously. If I’m not to have lovers, neither are you.” He chuckled. “I have a suspicion that once I have my hands on you, that promise will be easy to keep, Lady Calliope.” A warm thrill ran through her. She stumbled over an uneven stone in the sidewalk and Kelford caught her hand and steadied her. “Then, Your Grace, I will marry you.” Read PROJECT DUKE by Mariah Stone 👉Amazon.com/dp/B0C559SP63?maas=maas_adg_043A472B0647222CAA163DC7A7AAADB5_afap_abs&ref_=aa_maas&tag=maas
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