What does everyone think about that? Prologue
July 28.1807
London, England
"One more game, bassist." Said Seamus Mitchell Devonhurst, Duke of Windlemere.
Nathaniel had always been very lucky when it comes to games chance.It is how he created the most wealth Hi. After the illness of his father that he had been surprised to discover how the debt of his family had been in. There is family, The Bassiters have always been known for there property, and now he was playing cards when there was nothing better to do. This character, the Duke of something or another had already lost too much money for him. Why was he still take the risk. Is it really that daft?
"So, what do you say, double or nothing?" Devonhurst said earlier this time.
"I suppose another, so I have more important things to do," he said
He looked at the cards have been distributed by the beautiful redhead again. He picked up his cards after Devonhurst. Where did this come always good luck, poor man would lose even more money for him, he was already up to two hundred fifty pounds.
"You must first Devonhurst, we have not got all night," he said impatiently, anxious to get home to his office where he was accountable to the course, and a whiskey Nice him his best friend sent.
"Well," he said, rather sufficiency, and threw three kings.
"Great game Devonhurst, but it seems you owe me five hundred pounds, and I will not take an IOU," Nathaniel said bassist Basil, four aces and gently placed on the poker table.
"But, but it's impossible, it is," Seamus muttered Devonhurst.
"Apparently, you were wrong, and why do you think they call me Lady Luck keeper", he said. Devonhurst miles away seemed lost in thought.
"I have a better idea, would you have a beautiful blonde with a chest to die for, just for you as long as you want? Without any complications? Devonhurst asked.
"Who is she?" Has he asked, curiously, feeling bad for the poor girl who never was.
"My niece, a little wild thing the country, but one thing she is beautiful. You can do whatever you want with it, as long as my debt is paid in full with interest, "he said with a leer.
"Okay, how about I take you back to your house, and if it is appropriate, then I'll take her home with me, and if not tonight I want money, or I must call you. For your own good, hope it's worth it. "The Duke of Freeham, Marquis Kendle, and Viscount Merridew responded.
Chapter One:
"Jenson, my uncle has yet arrived at the house?" Requested Devonhurst Lilly.
His uncle used to stay out all night gambling and drinking, and sleep until the afternoon. If she dared to bother at all, unless it was called, he beat her, she was accustomed seomthing. Since her parents died when she was young girl, he always found something she did wrong. The last two months had been the worst, she wished she had never asked for a part out.
"Not Lady Lilly, would you say that I inform you when he returns?" The butler asked.
"No thank you, just let him know that I was bored to wait for his return for dinner, and I retired. She replied.
"Very good, but I'm not so sure," he began.
"Good night Jenson," she said firmly and walked hurriedly downstairs, not wanting to here something about obedience.
As she walked up the stairs she was again asked why his uncle decided to take him to London. It was his first time in the city because it was a small child. She remembered walking hand in the same room and hand with his father, went to his funeral mothers. When W.
Posted on February 13, 2010.
