Women Could Not Be Trusted Bartholomew, Earl of Norwyck, had well learned that bitter lesson from his traitorous first wife. What, then, should he make of "the Lady Marguerite," a mysterious beauty who claimed ignorance of her true identity? Was she an enemy sent to destroy him-or an angel come to heal his wounded soul? Bartholomew had saved her from a shipwreck, only to dash her upon the rocky shores of his darkest suspicions. But if Marguerite were truly one of his blood-sworn enemies, how then to explain the desire that pulsed between them-threatening to engulf them in a heat as fierce as any flame?
by Margo Maguire
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