They Called Me “The Wild American Girl” — until The Duke Crossed the Room and Chose Only Me. скачать в хорошем качестве

They Called Me “The Wild American Girl” — until The Duke Crossed the Room and Chose Only Me.

TThey called her “The Wild Girl of New Orleans” as though it were an insult — a warning whispered behind silk fans and crystal goblets. She was too bold, too educated, too unwilling to bow. She walked into London’s Season not to please, but to survive. And yet, on the night of the grand Silverton Ball, the whispers died. Because the Duke — the one man every mother and every daughter wanted — crossed the ballroom in silence. Not to greet a duchess. Not to honor a noble lineage. But to offer his hand to her. The girl they swore didn’t belong. And in that single step, the entire court learned: Wild does not mean unworthy. Wild means untamed. And impossible to forget. “The Wild Girl of New Orleans,” they sneered—until the Duke crossed the ballroom and chose only her. #romancevitoriano #historicalromance #perioddrama #regencyromance #dukeandduchess