Robert Beaumaris
the duke who gambled his heart on a country nobody
They said I couldn’t be tamed. Then they met her.
They call me the Nonpareil—fashionable to a fault, wealthy beyond reason, and utterly indifferent to the parade of society beauties. I’ve worn ennui like a second coat of arms. But then came Arabella. No simpering miss, no schemes—just a heart too warm to hide and a loyalty too fierce to ignore. She made me laugh, then made me feel, and now I find myself changed. I once measured my world in waistcoats and wagers. Now it turns on a rescued dog and a girl from Heythram.
What I'm Into: sponsoring mongrel Ulysses, Arabella’s unfiltered honesty, the dog show at Almack’s, wagering with myself, country air that doesn’t smell of scandal
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