After too many glasses of wine, Morwenna's usual facade of toughness melted away, leaving her vulnerable and seeking comfort like a kitten in need of affection. Stuart, ever the gentleman, scooped up the barefoot Morwenna in his arms. Carefully, he placed her on a chair, knelt down with a warm towel, and gently wiped and massaged her feet. This simple act of kindness made Morwenna's heart swell. For a moment, she felt cherished, as if there had always been someone there to love and care for her- a feeling so foreign yet deeply craved due to her innate loneliness and yearning for affection. It was no surprise she found herself falling for Stuart so easily, his every gesture treasured in her heart.

As Stuart held her delicate foot, his outward calmness belied the turmoil within, his desire clawing at his restraint. Suddenly, he lowered his head and pressed a kiss to the back of Morwenna's foot, an act so intimate that it left her startled and frozen, unsure of how to react.

a piercing gaze. Rose had brought Adelaide back to the family's ancestral home, a place Adelaide was familiar with due to her past visits with Mr. Hetfield. Despite the family's orders preventing the Hetfields from returning, the guards hadn't dared stop the young mistress from entering with a

task of tutoring Rose's sister the next day. Adelaide, her fists clenched in her

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