The Trouble With Seduction
Rebellious, Scandalous and IrredeemableSarah, Lady Strathford, is ready for a little harmless frivolity with a man of her own age and her own appetites…surely that’s not too much to ask! After the death of her beloved husband years before Sarah is ready for an adventure… Enter the dashing, roguish – and baffling – Mr Cornelius Ravenhill.Ravenhill, however, is not the gentleman he seems, and soon Sarah finds herself battling against the corrupt and harsh world around her as it threatens to destroy all she holds dear. The question is, will her seduction at the hands of Mr Ravenhill prove to be her saviour or her downfall?
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Rebellious, Scandalous, and Irredeemable
Sarah, Lady Strathford is ready for a little harmless frivolity with a man of her own age and her own appetites⦠surely thatâs not too much to ask! After the death of her beloved husband years before, Sarah is ready for an adventure⦠Enter the dashing, roguish â and baffling â Mr Cornelius Ravenhill.
Ravenhill, however, is not the gentleman he seems, and soon Sarah finds herself battling against the corrupt and harsh world around her as it threatens to destroy all she holds dear. The question is, will her seduction at the hands of Mr Ravenhill prove to be her savior or her downfall?
VICTORIA HANLEN
Award winning, historical romance author, VICTORIA HANLEN, has worked at a wide range of jobs, from fashion, to corporate business, to treading the boards of stage and professional opera. A lifelong writer, she once put her skills to use in PR and advertising. But the writing she enjoys most is dreaming up stories with happily ever afters. Victoria and her husband live in rural New England surrounded by a host of wildlife. For more, please visit her at:
Immense gratitude goes to my fabulous editor, Victoria Oundjian, for her patient guidance and for taking a chance on a new author. Many thanks goes to the very talented Carina UK team. You continue to amaze me with your brilliant, creative work.
To Ann Clement, Julia Gabriel, Anna James, Jael Wye, Jamie Beck and Jessica Trappâthanks for the honesty, laughter and enthusiasm. Itâs meant the world to me. I so appreciate the camaraderie and encouragement of the Connecticut Romance Writers of America.
Iâm also grateful for my very supportive family. You are my moorings and inspiration.
Most of all, thank you dear reader for choosing to spend a few hours with The Trouble with Seduction. I hope Sarah and Damen entertained you.
To my husband.
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-one
Chapter Twenty-two
Chapter Twenty-three
Chapter Twenty-four
Chapter Twenty-five
Chapter Twenty-six
Chapter Twenty-seven
Chapter Twenty-eight
Chapter Twenty-nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-one
Chapter Thirty-two
Chapter Thirty-three
Epilogue
London, England, April 1855
Sarah Strathford brushed a pesky curl out of her eye and glanced at the clocks lining the shelves of her elegant boudoir. Their mélange of rhythms had gone from cheerful patter to nettles in her ears. Each tick taunted that her time had once again been appropriated.
Megpeas, her butler, appeared in the doorway. âMy apologies, my ladyâ¦â
âI know, I know. Is my brother still here?â
âYes, my lady. He and Lord Lumsley have made themselves comfortable in the parlor.â Megpeasâs stiff mask indicated theyâd run roughshod over him again.
Sarah capped her fountain pen, slid her Mission of Mercyâs account ledger into her desk and tried not to frown at her butler. It wasnât his fault this made the third time this week her brother and his boon companion decided to pop by. âVery well, I will see to them now.â
While descending the stairs, Sarah fumed over what this would do to her crowded schedule. Idle hands were the devilâs handiwork, but more importantly, being productive kept her mind from dwelling on uncomfortable subjects.
As a consequence, she did not like surprises. Especially surprise visits from her brother on the pretext of a friendly chat with his choice for her next husband. Hopefully, after a polite word or two, she could send them on their way.
When Sarah reached the first landing of the grand, heart-shaped staircase, she paused to gaze at the magnificent rotunda with the larger-than-life statue of David. The sight still took her breath away. Though not as large as Spencer House, Strathford Hall had many of the fine designs and architectural embellishments. Her dear Edward had bought her this lovely Mayfair home.
She breathed in the clean scent of beeswax and proceeded to the parlor door where she stopped again to smooth down the high collar of her black gown and compose herself. The sooner she said her hellos and goodbyes, the sooner she could get back to her list of tasks. She pushed open the parlor door.
Bear-grease pomade hung thick on the air. Her hand slid the short distance from her collar to her mouth to cover her cough.
