Her Gilded Prison
by Beverley Oakley
Daughters of Sin Series, book 1
She was determined to secure the succession, he was in it for the pleasure. Falling in love was not part of the arrangement.
When dashing twenty-five-year-old Stephen Cranbourne arrives at the estate he will one day inherit, it’s expected he will make a match with his beautiful second cousin, Araminta.
But while proud, fiery Araminta and her shy, plain sister, Hetty, parade their very different charms before him, it’s their mother, Sybil, a lonely and discarded wife, who evokes first his sympathy and then stokes his lustful fires.
As Stephen introduces Sybil to every pleasure she’s been deprived of, duty and passion become a deep and mutual love. But with the unexpected arrival of a contender to the estate, Sybil realises that what she’s set in motion to save the family might have tragic consequences.
HER GILDED PRISON is Book 1 in the Daughters of Sin series, a Regency-set ‘Dynasty’ that follows the sibling rivalry between Viscount Partington’s two nobly-born and three illegitimate daughters as they compete for love during several London Seasons. HER GILDED PRISON can, however, be read as a stand-alone.
Book 1: Her Gilded Prison
Book 2: Dangerous Gentlemen
Book 3: The Mysterious Governess
Book 4: Beyond Rubies
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Publish Date: March 14, 2015
Heat Rating: Sizzling Romance
Praise for Her Gilded Prison
Romancing the Book
Intriguing and Unique Historical Plot ~ The plot of this story sounded intriguing because we have Lady Sybil, a lonely forty-something mother of two, who despite being still married, throws caution to the wind and propositions a much younger man. Her Gilded Prison is the tale of her transformation from a dutiful, unhappy wife into a woman who finally experiences love, passion and romance for the first time…
“There was one lingering question that remained forefront in my mind the entire time I was reading this story. Is a happily ever after ending even an option for these two? My mind kept churning with possible scenarios and I was very pleasantly surprised with how Ms. Oakley chose to end this story. I look forward to reading more of this author and this series in the future.”
“Victorian erotica is a heavily worked genre and the author who wants to write a book worth noticing needs to find something different–something that stands out from the crowd. Beverley Oakley achieves this and the moment when Stephen leads Lady Partington into her bedroom with the intention of possessing her is richly satisfying–for us as well as for them. There are clever plot twists that this reader, at any rate, did not see coming and they add to the enjoyment.”
Sybil realises that in order to preserve the happiness of her younger, plainer daughter, Hetty, she must provide an heir to the estate – whatever the cost to herself. It is then she propositions the newly ousted heir, Stephen, to help her.
He showed no trace of embarrassment and seemed only to want to clarify the matter. “So if your hopes for entering into this unusual coupling are realized, have you thought how you might
explain an apparently immaculate conception to your husband?” He seemed amused as well as concerned.
Sybil shook her head and avoided his eye, suddenly wishing she could turn the clock back. How could she have been so bold? Nevertheless, she said truthfully, “I believe Humphry would prefer anything rather than hand the reins to Edgar.” She smiled grimly. “Anything, that is, except do his duty with me.” She’d barely finished before Stephen had both her hands in one of his large ones and the other clasped round her waist. Highly irregular yet the most exciting compromising situation
she’d ever been in.
“I can see you wavering, Lady Partington, so am spurred on to encourage you not to lose heart. I believe it is an excellent idea, and I accept with the greatest delight—on one condition.” He
was smiling and she saw the excited anticipation swirling in the depths of his warm gray eyes.
Her heart thumped even harder as she wondered why she didn’t cast everything to the wind and simply take to her heels like a coward. Instead she whispered, “What is your condition?” as his face filled her vision and she was conscious of his gently curved lips drawing nearer.
“That you regard this…solution…as more than just a conscious act of duty.”
A tremor ran through her as she closed her eyes, relishing the light caress of his hand over her hair. Her body tingled with expectation…so that she could fully pledge her commitment when he added, brushing her lips with his fingertips, “And that you respond to me accordingly.”