LUNA FOR THE TWIN ALPHAS
A rarity, in the surroundings…
“Thank you, Miss...?”
His warm, deep voice made her shiver. -Chase. My father is the pastor of the church.
As she spoke, she could not help but cast a worried glance in the direction of the rectory, as if Reverend Chase’s eagle eye was fixed on her, from the window of the study in which he was writing his next sermon.
“I am very honored, Miss Chase. My name is Ivan Boyle, Viscount Hadleigh.”
And he bowed for a long time before her, as if she were some lady of high court he met during a walk in Hyde Park.
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