Amidst the scandalous whispers of Regency England, grieving Lady Selina Whitcombe's quest for vengeance entwines with the enigmatic Viscount James Blackwood's desperate fight to clear his name, as they both discover that the path to redemption is paved with unexpected passion and the unearthing of long-buried truths.
In the enchanting embrace of an English spring, the destiny of Lady Hollyfield, Selina Whitcombe, takes a fateful twist as her husband's life ends in tragedy, shrouded in suspicion. Grief becomes Selina's relentless companion, and a deep-seated conviction takes root – the dashing Viscount Blackwood is the architect of her husband's demise. Thus begins her unyielding quest for retribution.
Viscount Blackwood, James Barton, renowned for his charismatic allure and enigmatic history, finds himself both captivated and challenged by Selina's unwavering pursuit. Accusations dance like shadows, tension mounts, and amidst the fray emerges an unspoken attraction, binding them in a battle that transcends mere intellect. As secrets and whispers entwine to shape an intricate web of uncertainty, they tread the treacherous terrain of a society steeped in scandal.
With every meeting, the line between vengeance and yearning blurs, igniting a fervent passion that defies suppression. James's past, a specter that haunts him, resonates with Selina's icy heart as his unexpected kindness thaws her world. Yet just as forgiveness and comprehension beckon, revelations of staggering proportions surface, threatening to rupture the fragile bond they've woven. Selina's path must intersect with painful truths, while James wrestles his own demons in a bid to reclaim innocence.
Amidst a world where reputation and scandal intertwine, can Selina and James surmount their shared history of anguish and deceit?
So Long, My Scoundrel weaves a narrative of redemption, love, and absolution against the vibrant tapestry of Regency England. In a season as capricious as affection itself, the question looms: can love's tender bloom endure the tempestuous trials of spring?
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Her eyes locked with his in a silent challenge. "Your flattery remains as barbed as ever," Selina retorted, refusing to succumb to the warmth of his charm. "One might wonder your flowery words conceal."
"Surely you jest," James quipped, his eyebrow arching in feigned surprise. "I hide nothing, my dear countess. Come now, let us not shadow this delightful occasion with such talk."
"Yet shadows cling to you most persistently, do they not?" Selina pressed, her tone steady, though the undercurrent of her grief threatened to surface. "One suspects that where Lord Blackwood stands, darkness follows."
"Accusations without evidence are but whispers in the wind, Lady Hollyfield," he countered, his eyes holding hers with an intensity that bordered on defiance. Yet beneath the assured veneer, there lurked a flicker of something else—an acknowledgment of the stakes at play.
"Whispers can be quite revealing, should one only listen," she said, stepping closer, the space between them charged with a tension that belied their tranquil surroundings.
Their proximity was dangerous, the heat of his body a weapon against her cool resolve. The subtle scent of him—sandalwood and spice—threatened to dismantle the walls she had so carefully erected. Yet, Selina stood her ground, her gaze never faltering from his.
"Then let us hope, my dear, that the breeze carries only truths this day," James said, his voice low.
"Indeed," Selina replied, her breath catching slightly as the intensity of their encounter wove a seductive spell around her.
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