"My father was a man of sentimental whims, Lady Delilah," Arthur replied, his voice a low, gravelly baritone that vibrated in her chest. "I am not. The Hollow is private property, and I will not have half the village trampling the flora for the sake of cheap ale and ribbons."
Delilah breathed a sigh of relief, but as she stood to leave, Arthur caught her wrist. Lady Delilah Dares a Duke by Sofie Darling
Lady Delilah Vane was not a woman who appreciated the word "no," particularly when it came from the mouth of the Duke of Ravenstock. "My father was a man of sentimental whims,