A Wallflower for the Duke

A WALLFLOWER FOR THE DUKE A Steamy Historical Regency Romance Novel AVA MACADAMS Contents Α Special Gift For You… Before You Start Reading… Love to Read? Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Epilogue Extended Epilogue Preview: Wedded to the Broken Duke Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Also by Ava MacAdams Loved the Book? About the Author Α Special Gift For You… I feel so blessed that you’ve downloaded my book! As a way for me to thank you for choosing me, I am offering you a free book. Bared to the Wicked Baron is now available for all people who have downloaded one of my books! You can get your free copy by clicking the image below or this link here…and I hope you love this as much as I do! I appreciate you! 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When William forces Anne to work very closely with him to find Natalie, her wallflower friends warn her against falling for the Duke’s charm. But even though Anne assures them that she would never lose her virtue to this arrogant and insufferable man, she can’t help but fall on her knees every time he kisses her… Chapter One “Do you not think that this is the most beautiful ball of the season?” Peggy leaned in and whispered to Anne. “I know that you were not looking forward to it, but it is lovely. You have to agree.” The ballroom was absolutely beautiful, Anne Bamford begrudgingly admitted to herself. It was stunning, with candlelight flickering along with the dancers enjoying the oversized dance floor, and the largest orchestral band she had ever seen. There were instruments that she had not even seen before, which astounded her. Then there was the expensive artwork decorating the walls, letting everyone know how wealthy the Duke of Kent truly was. As if he needed the art to show off. The mansion alone was enough. But then what else did she expect? This was the most prominent ball of the London Season, wasn’t it? Everyone who was anyone was in attendance tonight. Not a member of the ton would have wanted to miss this. Anne was not the only one who had donned her fanciest gown for the evening. If anything, her sky-blue gown, which only scooped in at the waist properly and cascaded around her feet as it should if she wore the tightest corset she could, did not look as glamorous as she thought it might, compared to that of everyone else. It did not seem to matter how wealthy her family was. A night with the London ton was always enough to remind her that she did not have it all. Far from it. Even her best friends seemed to have finer gowns. Peggy Mathers’s pink dress might have made another wearer look too pale and pig-like, but it caused Peggy to look like a princess. Sally Winston’s white beaded dress gave her an angelic glow. Then there was Natalie Hansen, whose olive-green velvet dress made her shine like a star in front of all the other guests. So it did not make any sense that they were all standing in the corner of the room, like wallflowers, with no one asking them to dance. Anne let out a deep sigh of frustration. She did not squeeze her waist into this corset, crushing her ribs and making it hard for her to breathe, just to be a wallflower. “Why do none of the suitable bachelors wish to write their names on our dance cards?” Anne moaned quietly to her friends because her mother had always taught her that a man did not want to hear the complaints of a woman. She did not want to put any potential suitors off even more. “I cannot understand it.” Her eyes scanned the scene of the ball and narrowed at the moment she spotted the last person she wanted to see today. Harry Bamford. Her terribly irritating older brother. He had become even more annoying to her during the time that her father was away, traveling the world for business – and probably pleasure too – trying to control her every move, acting like he was responsible for her now. But their father would be back soon, surely? He had not sent word as yet, but Anne was confident that he could not stay away forever. It had already been far too many months. He did leave every so often, but since their mother passed away five years ago, his trips had not been as long. Until this one. This trip seemed to be lasting forever. “Even Harry has asked someone to dance,” Anne complained angrily. “And I cannot imagine that anyone would want to dance with him.” “I think you are a little too hard on him,” Peggy shot back, fluttering her eyelashes a