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Sattler, Veronica

✍ Scribed by Sattler, Veronica

Book ID: 107553227
Year: 2012
Tongue: English
Weight: 336 KB
Series: Bargain 1
Category: Fiction
ISBN: 0373970439

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✦ Synopsis

THE DUKE OF RAVENSFORD
The aging nobleman had decided that the only thing his grandson needed to complete his education was a woman with a reputation, and he would provide one...

ASHLEIGH SINCLAIR
An orphaned kitchen maid in an English brothel, she was tricked into taking the post as a ''governess'' to the duke's grandson...

LORD BRETT WESTMONT
Handsome and heartless, Brett had known every kind of woman but one, and now his grandfather had seen to it that his collection was complete... All were caught in a deception that could cost a young woman her virtue, and a notorious rake his heart...

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