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“I did not love you before.”

He held his breath. “Do you…love me…now?”

She shivered and her voice caught on a sigh. “Yes.”

She loved him? But how could she? He’d flaunted her as a courtesan, warned her she could not trust him. But he’d never told her that she had taken his breath away the first time he’d ever seen her.

“Dianthe,” he said, his voice cracking over the force of his emotions. “I…not a single one of your relatives would thank me for loving you, and a few would call me out. And they’d be right. I want nothing more than to despoil you.” He held her closer, burying his face in her hair and breathing in her scent.

“Do not try to be noble,” she said. “Finish what you’ve begun…!”