The Devil Who Tamed Her
Chapter One
It was quite a distinction to be the most beautiful and desirable debutante
to join the marriage mart in a century, and also be the most hated woman in
England. Oddly enough, Ophelia Reid had strived for that distinction, on
both counts. It was her bane to be so beautiful that people behaved like
utter fools around her.
The people gathered at Summers Glade, the Marquis of Birmingdale's country
estate, were no different. Ophelia stopped at the top of the grand staircase.
She'd hoped the foyer would be empty, but no such luck. It appeared that
many of the people who had come for her wedding to the marquis's heir were
gathered below, some who were, apparently, already aware that the wedding
had been called off and were preparing to leave. Others appeared confused
and were talking excitedly. But the moment she appeared, all eyes turned to
her, and as usual the whispering began.
It might appear to the people below that she was making a grand entrance.
She was rather fond of doing so and was quite practiced at it. But not this
time. A grand exit was more like it, thou ... read full excerpt from: The Devil Who Tamed Her ebook
