The Insufferable Duke

THE INSUFFERABLE DUKE A HISTORICAL REGENCY ROMANCE TIFFANY BATON CONTENTS A Sweet Gift From Me to You Before You Start Reading… Do You Love Books? 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 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Epilogue Extended Epilogue Preview: The Duke’s Cursed Bride Prologue Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Also by Tiffany Baton Loved the Book? About the Author A SWEET GIFT FROM ME TO YOU Thank you so much for your support on my efforts. Having you on my side is more than I could ever ask for! And as a thank you gift, to show you how much I appreciate your support, I am offering you a free book. The Dukedom of the Beast is available exclusively to people who have downloaded one of my books and you can get your free copy by clicking the image below or this link here! Thank you for being by my reason to smile today! Tiffany Baton BEFORE YOU START READING… Did you know that there’s a special place where you can chat with me and with thousands of like-minded bookworms all over the globe?! Join Cobalt Fairy’s facebook group of voracious readers and I guarantee you, you’d wish you had joined us sooner! Let’s connect, right NOW! Just click on the image above! ⇧ DO YOU LOVE BOOKS? If you love reading, and want to be first to know about the newest Clean Regency books by your favorite authors, make haste and click on the link below! Join Cobalt Fairy’s Newsletter and enjoy our newest books in the genre we all love! Just click on the image above! ⇧ ABOUT THE BOOK “You’re insufferable and infuriating. And God knows why but I love you, you fool.” Lady Helena hates the Moores. Yet when her beloved sister is caught in a compromising position with one of them, she has no choice but to help her marry the man she loves. Duke Christopher hates the Carters. Until his brother proposes to Lady Julia, forcing him to act as the peacemaker. The only problem: working with the snooty Lady Helena or risking their families killing each other. Despite their non-stop bickering, an affection rises to the surface. A love that seems unstoppable until everything crumbles down. Just before the wedding the bride disappears and the letter left behind is signed with an M… CHAPTER ONE LONDON, ENGLAND “Did you not read what it said, Julia? I can scarcely forget it.” Helena sat forward in the carriage, adjusting the dance card on her wrist and pulling at the edges of her long white gloves until everything sat just right. “He makes a scene wherever he goes, even behind closed doors. What damning words they are, do you not think?” She laughed and raised her eyes to look across the carriage at her sister, Julia, and her aunt, Kitty. “I quite agree.” Kitty nodded firmly. Her dark brown hair was swept up into a perfect updo with not a curl out of place. She adjusted her gloves in much the same way as Helena had done. “The Duke of Bridstone has made a spectacle of himself repeatedly over these last few years. What wicked splendor he must be enjoying at making us all talk of him so much.” “Wicked splendor indeed,” Helena laughed and rolled her eyes. “Forgive me, sister.” Julia sat forward. The meekest of the family, she pressed her lips together and lowered her voice to a whisper in a way that let Helena know Julia believed she was about to speak out of turn. “Speak freely, Julia, I pray you.” Helena reached across the carriage and patted her sister’s knee. “Never be afraid of me.” Julia smiled sadly, brushing one loose lock of her brown hair back from her cheek and tucking it behind her ear. It was a few shades lighter than Helena’s own black hair. Her blue eyes flashed in the lantern light that swung above them, attached to the roof of the coach. “I wonder why you talk of the Duke of Bridstone so much,” Julia murmured, her cheeks blushing already with her audaciousness. “He is quite your favorite topic of conversation.” “Pah! You think so?” Helena tipped her head back, laughing indulgently. “You misunderstand me, sister. Perhaps I just enjoy talking of what a scandalous man he is. It’s amusing, you have to admit, when he comes from the family he does.” The Duke of Bridstone, Christopher Moore, came from a family that had been considered her family’s enemy for nearly a century now. It was natural for the families to hate each other though Helena detested the Duke a little more than the others for one particular reason. I should not be attracted to a man I consider my enemy. The first time she had seen the Duke of Bridstone, his fair hair and dark green eyes had entranced her. That was until Kitty had told her who he really was. “That is the Duke of Bridstone. He is one of the Moores!” “I quite agree,” Kitty said with passion, bringing Helena’s thoughts back to the moment. Kitty looked excitedly out of the carriage window toward the house they were driving toward. “Julia, dear, it is not that we are celebrating in a man’s misfortune—far from it, for the Duke is not a miserable man. It is simply that, knowing what family he comes from, it is entertaining to see his name plastered across the scandal sheets.” Helena laughed with her aunt though that sound faded as her eyes rested on Julia. Her sister hung her head and fussed excessively with the skirt of her gown. “Is something wrong?” Helena asked, lowering her voice and leaning toward her sister. From a young