CHAPTER 10
“You what?” Geoffrey all but shouted at Vidal, bounding to his feet.
“I want to marry your daughter,” Vidal replied succinctly, standing to maintain eye contact.
“Why?”
“The usual reasons.” Heat suffused his skin, but he met the other man’s gaze without flinching.
“You are aware, of course, that she is betrothed to another man,” Geoffrey pointed out. “He has a contract.”
A hint of anger threaded through Vidal at the thought of his fiancée’s former betrothed. “He’s also a…a…I don’t know the word in English. A bad man.”
Geoffrey rolled his eyes toward the ceiling. Tucking one hand behind his back, he stalked a brief circuit across the room and paused at the window. “Is that what Rosalind told you? She never did like him.”
“And with reason.” Vidal clenched his fists. “He ca
