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  1. My Lord
  2. The Rothvale Legacy II
  3. Raine Miller
  4. Contents
  5. MY LORD
  6. The Rothvale Legacy II
  7. Author’s Note
  8. Prologue
  9. Chapter 1
  10. Gabrielle
  11. Chapter 2
  12. GABRIELLE
  13. Chapter 3
  14. GABRIELLE
  15. Chapter 4
  16. IVAN
  17. Chapter 5
  18. IVAN
  19. Chapter 6
  20. IVAN
  21. Chapter 7
  22. IVAN
  23. Chapter 8
  24. GABRIELLE
  25. Chapter 9
  26. GABRIELLE
  27. Chapter 10
  28. IVAN
  29. Chapter 11
  30. IVAN
  31. Chapter 12
  32. GABRIELLE
  33. Chapter 13
  34. GABRIELLE
  35. Chapter 14
  36. IVAN
  37. Next Up: Heart & Arrow
  38. THE ROTHVALE LEGACY III
  39. Mr. Finnegan’s Irish Scones
  40. A Request
  41. Discussion Group
  42. For Priceless & My Lord
  43. Historical Rothvale Legacy
  44. The MUSE
  45. Blackstone Affair
  46. Connected Series
  47. Join my Newsletter
  48. Acknowledgments
  49. About the Author
  50. Also by Raine Miller

“I missed you.”

She missed me.

She missed me.

She missed me.

“How did you get to be so fucking perfect? I missed you too, kitten. And this is the only thing which can fix the problem.” I ditched the robe and crawled into bed beside her, immediately gathering her against me, loving her reaction of settling right into my arms. I just held her for a moment and breathed in the scent of her, all warm and soft from sleeping. I smelled flowery soap and a hint of maybe citrus in her hair, committing into my memory, learning every small detail I possibly could about this woman who captivated me beyond anything I’d ever experienced before with another person. I needed this—being close to her—so badly, and yet didn’t even realize until I had her soft skin pressed against mine again just how much I’d needed it. I could feel my emotions leveling out and a sense of calm overtaking my whole body... just from having Gabrielle close again. What did this say about me? You need her to be right in your fucking head.

“How are you? I worried about you the whole time I was away.”

“You did?” She sounded surprised by my declaration.

“Of course. I had to leave you naked and alone while I went out and dealt with a nightmare. I’m so sorry, Gabrielle. I don’t even have words for what that was today. I’m just so dreadfully sorry for the many things which went wrong this afternoon. You must think this is a madhouse and me a lunatic in charge of the whole bloody asylum.”

“Not today I don’t, Mr. Everley.” She brought a hand up to tuck my hair behind my ear and kept it there at the side of my face, holding me in place, as she always did whenever she touched me. I couldn’t help my reaction to her touch any more than I could stop time. It was simply my reality whenever she put her hands on me. “There was a time when I thought that way about you, but not today,” she whispered up at me.

“How’s that even possible?” I stared at her in the dark, studying her lovely face and her expression. I almost dared not to breathe as I waited for her response.

“Well, I’ve gotten to know you since, and today I saw a man doing what he could to protect his property and employees from a threat. You made sure I was taken care of and had everything I needed while you were away. You checked in with Mr. Finnegan and kept me informed of what to do. I was perfectly fine here on my own and found some amazing discoveries that I can’t wait to tell you about. I don’t think you could kick me out of here now, even if you wanted to. Plus, I signed your contracts, Mr. Everley, so it’s a done deal.”

God, maybe I had some luck after all. “I spent the first hours imagining you would leave again. Accepting that you might not be here when I got back truly sucked.” I found both of her hands and drew them up over her head, pinning her to the bed under me. The need to bind her was overwhelming, but I made do with my hands. She wasn’t going anywhere by her own admission. “I hated feeling that way.” I kissed the spot on her neck where she had the love bite, swirling over the spot with my tongue, owning the mark I’d made, using the contact to soothe my jagged nerves. “But here you are… and now I need to reassure myself after hours and hours of tortured worrying.”