How to Steal a Scoundrel’s Heart
Mating Habits of Scoundrels Book 4
May 24, 2022
Publisher: Avon Romance
ISBN: ISBN-13 978-0063143012
In USA Today bestselling author VIVIENNE LORRET’s latest steamy romance, a determined debutante discovers that striking a bargain with a notorious rake might just give her more than she ever bargained for…
Ruined debutante Prudence Thorogood lost everything when she was ousted from polite society, including her inheritance. Now she’ll do anything to take back what’s hers… even if she has to steal it. Accepting a scandalous offer from Lord Savage seems like the perfect solution to disguise her criminal intentions from the ton. Until she discovers that there’s more to this scoundrel than meets the eye.
Leo Ramsgate, Marquess of Savage, has everything except for a heart. That organ dried up long ago after a devastating betrayal. Since then, he vowed never to trust or love again. He ensures that his dalliances are mutually satisfying, but always temporary… until he meets the reserved Miss Thorogood.
Not one of his previous lovers has ever beguiled him the way she does. Not one has made him want to break his own rules. Not one has tempted him to keep her… forever.
Prue has every intention of disappearing from London after their affair ends. But her plan falters when she finds herself falling hopelessly in love with a man who may never love her in return. With time running out and so much at stake, she cannot help but wonder…
How to Steal a Scoundrel’s Heart?
Other Books In This Series
Lord Holt Takes a Bride
Book 1 March 31, 2020
My Kind of Earl
Book 2 September 29, 2020
The Wrong Marquess
Book 3 June 29, 2021
Never Seduce a Duke
Book 5 late 2022
“I’m going to need you to lift your skirts.”
“My skirts?” Prue balked, retreating from his touch.
Lord Savage shrugged and turned to open the case. Withdrawing the short sword, he rested the hilt on the pads of two extended fingers, the weight perfectly balanced. “How else did you imagine we would sneak this past the footmen without being detected?”
“I’m not certain,” she said, trying to think. “Beneath your coat, perhaps?”
“I never thought I’d utter these words in my entire life, but this is too large for me to manage.” He issued a sigh of mock dismay, but there was a rakish grin tucked into the corner of his mouth. Then he kneeled down and tugged on her green hem. “I won’t even look. Well, not too much. Or, if you’d rather, I could simply feel my way underneath, hmm?”
“No,” she said at once. “I’ll do it.”
Holding her breath, she gripped the silk as primly as possible and slowly, haltingly, lifted her skirts. . .