The Marriage Trap
Chapter One
Ellie's ears pricked the moment she heard Jack's name. It seemed
that she wasn't the only female whose ears pricked. Ambitious mamas
with young daughters to marry off broke off their conversations and
scanned the crush of elegant guests in the embassy's grand salon.
This was Paris, six months after Waterloo, and the ambassador was
hosting the first ball of the new year.
And, thought Ellie, a glittering affair it was, too. Handsome
soldiers in their dress regimentals, gentlemen of fashion, and
ladies in their high-waisted, diaphanous ball gowns ringed the dance
floor as they watched couples form sets for the next dance.
She wasn't really a part of this glittering crowd. As a paid
companion-cum-chaperon, she had to dress modestly and try to look
invisible. That wasn't difficult. She was no beauty and was past the ... read full excerpt from The Marriage Trap ebook
