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Chapters (84)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. The Lost Daughter
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
  10. Chapter 6
  11. Chapter 7
  12. Chapter 8
  13. Chapter 9
  14. Chapter 10
  15. Chapter 11
  16. Chapter 12
  17. Chapter 13
  18. Chapter 14
  19. Chapter 15
  20. Chapter 16
  21. Chapter 17
  22. Chapter 18
  23. Chapter 19
  24. Chapter 20
  25. Chapter 21
  26. Chapter 22
  27. Chapter 23
  28. Chapter 24
  29. Chapter 25
  30. Chapter 26
  31. Chapter 27
  32. Chapter 28
  33. Chapter 29
  34. Chapter 30
  35. Chapter 31
  36. Chapter 32
  37. Chapter 33
  38. Chapter 34
  39. Chapter 35
  40. Chapter 36
  41. Chapter 37
  42. Chapter 38
  43. Chapter 39
  44. Chapter 40
  45. Chapter 41
  46. Chapter 42
  47. Chapter 43
  48. Chapter 44
  49. Chapter 45
  50. Chapter 46
  51. Chapter 47
  52. Chapter 48
  53. Chapter 49
  54. Chapter 50
  55. Chapter 51
  56. Chapter 52
  57. Chapter 53
  58. Chapter 54
  59. Chapter 55
  60. Chapter 56
  61. Chapter 57
  62. Chapter 58
  63. Chapter 59
  64. Chapter 60
  65. Chapter 61
  66. Chapter 62
  67. Chapter 63
  68. Chapter 64
  69. Chapter 65
  70. Epilogue
  71. Acknowledgments
  72. An Excerpt from JACKIE AND MARIA
  73. Chapter 1
  74. Chapter 2
  75. P.S. Insights, Interviews & More . . .*
  76. About the Author
  77. About the Book
  78. Historical Afterword
  79. Sources
  80. The Love Lives of the Romanov Daughters
  81. Reading Group Questions
  82. Praise for The Lost Daughter
  83. By Gill Paul
  84. About the Publisher

“God, no!” Val shrieked. She was secretly glad there was no pressure to have sex. It would be a whole other area to worry about. She was sure she must be terrible in bed. Cosmopolitan and other women’s magazines gave tips on how to be a hot lover and she didn’t understand half of them, while the rest terrified her. It seemed there was a lot of pressure around sex these days. Bill would probably expect her to be knowledgeable since she’d been married such a long time, and she hated to think she might let him down.

They had been dating for over five months when one night they lost track of the time and Bill realized he had missed the last ferry.

“Stay over,” Val insisted. “I can make up a bed on the sofa.”

She fetched sheets, a blanket, and two pillows and had begun to arrange them when Bill came up behind her and put his arms around her waist, burying his face in her hair.

“You are lovely.” He whispered because Nicole was asleep upstairs.

Val turned in his arms and kissed him. “So are you,” she said shyly.

Still she didn’t intend to make love with him, but the kiss continued, and she loved the sensation of his hand stroking her back, cupping her head, and then his lips on her neck. They sank onto the sofa together and everything happened naturally, slowly, easily, until he was inside her, moving gently, still kissing her. She raised her hips to meet his and sighed with bliss. Sex had always been painful with Tony, but this sex made her skin tingle all over, and the sensation deep inside was exquisite. His fingers were touching her down there and she wondered what he was doing but it felt so good she couldn’t bear him to stop. Suddenly there was a rush of blood and an intense sensation that made her cry out.

Bill kissed her and she could feel he was grinning.

“Was that an orgasm?” she gasped.

“You’ve never had one before?” He broke away, astounded, to look her in the eye.

She shook her head. “I love it, though.”

“Good.” He kissed her forehead, her eyelids. “I’ll have to give you lots more to make up for lost time.”

Later, as they lay in each other’s arms, drifting off to sleep, Val asked, “Why did you never try to seduce me before?”

He gave her a tight hug. “I could feel how scared you were and I didn’t want to push it before you were ready. I couldn’t risk you running away.”

Val’s eyes filled with tears. It seemed incredible, but perhaps her luck when it came to men had finally changed.

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