The Duke and his Delilah
Dahlia Rose

Duke Julian Blackshire’s curiosity was piqued by the audacious beauty who fearlessly took a seat at the able, undeterred by the scandalized offended gasps of the men who sat with him. Julian valued no opinion but his own, especially from men who would destroy anyone or anything for more wealth. Delilah’s practical and direct demeanor captivated him, and he yearned to delve deeper into her world, and their connection had blossomed, defying the conventions of their time. Julian didn’t give a damn, Delilah ignited a fire within him he long thought extinguished. The world outside faded away when she was near, and they became entangled in a passionate dance of intellect and desire. Delilah was a force of nature, a fiery spirit that stole his love with her innocence and logic, yet there were those who would see her a captive or dead to suit their whims. They would die before they’d have the chance to hurt the woman he loved ever again. Their love promised a future as intriguing as the uncharted horizons that was set out before them. Julian had no intention of ever losing his once chance at happiness and to be loved by a woman like Delilah.