Sarah, that font of information on even the most personal matters of the household, cheerfully explained that age had recently taken its sad toll of his Lordship, who had lost “the starch in his trousers,” as she so crudely put it, even though he had definitely not lost his considerable interest in young girls. Max clearly preferred to enjoy watching the ravishment of the young bride at the hands of the servants.
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Philippa looked up to scan the hard and brutally handsome face of Frederick the chauffer. In his shirt sleeves and naked from the hips down, he loomed over her, looking down at her from under a shock of dusky hair that had fallen down across his brow. Those hard dark eyes gleamed with a look of raw hunger. Philippa saw the lust in those eyes and was pleased. She lowered her
