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If he could give her more orgasms like he just did, she didn’t mind if Armand ravaged her all night.
    No. She didn’t mind at all.
     

Chapter Three
     
     
     
    Hervé de Silvano was pissed.
    Royally pissed at his cousin Armand. Ever since they were little they’d been competitive against each other. He didn’t know why they had always chased the same woman. Armand had won once, though. But when his fiancée, Minette Kasim, died tragically from a sudden illness, Armand had gone celibate for decades, mourning her passing. Hervé never saw him with another woman until last night.
    That pretty little Belle.
    Hervé knew he must have her when he saw her in Maison Plaisir. He’d never been obsessed about a woman, let alone a mortal human before. But Belle was different. Her intoxicating scent had lured him to her, sweet and indelibly irresistible like no other human he’d ever encountered. He was surprised to find she was being courted by Armand. And what made it more irritating, Armand had played a prank on him. The important visitors who insisted on seeing him while he was courting Belle were Armand’s friends. After fifteen minutes of worthless conversation, Hervé had a hunch the two were sent by his cousin to distract him. And he’d been right. When Hervé abandoned his guests and returned to the Eye of the Lounge, Belle had disappeared. Armand had spirited her away.
    Damn him.
    This time, Hervé didn’t want to surrender his claim like he had with Minette. When they both courted Minette, he thought he’d give his cousin a chance of happiness if he let Armand win. But not this time. There was something about Belle that drove him wild.
    Isabelle Beaumont. Big-eyed fragile beauty. A lost little lamb.
    After he’d found out Armand had gone with her, he waited secretly until Belle emerged back in the Common Hall. Armand took Belle home in a cab. It seemed as if his cousin didn’t want Belle to know who he really was. Hervé followed them in secret. Then he found out where Belle lived and did some eavesdropping about Belle’s plan when she and Armand were talking. She’d hired Armand to be her pretend lover to fool her family who had been pressuring her to get married. But Hervé knew Armand had the opposite idea. His cousin wouldn’t be hell-bent on chasing a woman if he wasn’t serious about her.
    Hervé was the same way, too.
    He hatched a plan to sabotage Armand from showing up on the day Belle was supposed to bring her lover to her family. Hervé called in a favour to his old friend Pierre to lace Armand’s drink with sleeping potion. Armand had a sweet tooth habit and always stopped at his favourite café late every afternoon for tea and cake. His devious plan had worked. As soon as Pierre called him to say his cousin was as drunk as a skunk, Hervé went to Belle’s house to play Armand’s replacement.
    She looked surprised when he showed up at her front door. “You.”
    “Evening, love. You look simply ravishing tonight.” And he wasn’t lying. When Hervé saw her in Maison Plaisir, she had been dressed in a drab-looking blouse and skirt. Now she was swathed in a black cocktail gown, simple yet classy. Her hair was gathered on top of her head, artfully arranged, and she had also put on some makeup.
    Belle checked herself as if she didn’t believe his compliment was sincere. “What are you doing here?”
    Hervé sighed. “Armand did something stupid and can’t make it tonight. I’ll be your date for the evening.”
    Her eyes rounded. “What did he do?”
    “He got himself into a drinking game and he’s too drunk even to stand up. I’ve volunteered to be his replacement. So, here I am.” Hervé gave her the bouquet of roses. “I also brought some vintage wine from my family vineyard. I hope your parents will like it. Ready to go?”
    Her pretty mouth opened and closed in shock. “But he promised…”
    A surge of guilt rose to his throat. His jaws tightened. Well, s crew Armand. He played