![]() Everything he does and says, right to the way he positions himself in a room, is calculated to show off how much of a cynical and debauched drama-llama he is. ![]() Who else resides in your household besides you and your mother?” He strolled over to the windows, looking out onto the early-morning landscape. “Don’t attempt to play games with me,” he said lazily. Why is he calling people “my child” and, later, “poppet”? Oh yes, because he’s a pretentious rear end of an emo llama, that’s what. Let me get you a glass of wine and we can discuss this.” ![]() “Any woman in this house is a whore, my child. He styles himself the King of Hell, calls his orgies the Heavenly Host, and proclaims melodramatically that he has long decided that he is destined for hell. He has a permanent sneer on his gorgeous face, dripping with utmost contempt for his “followers” – debauched aristocrats who attend his Parisian orgies – and calling the women whom he had slept with whores. ![]() It is not a good sign when I burst into laughter the moment the hero, Francis Rohan, the Viscount Rohan, makes his appearance. I have not picked up her last few romantic suspense efforts because I didn’t like the direction she was heading toward, but curiosity compels me to pick up Ruthless, the first book in a brand new historical trilogy from this author. I think I have finally outgrown Anne Stuart’s books. ![]()
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