Endymion was the most eligible bachelor of his generation, and there was not a debutante or matchmaking mama who was unaware of his preeminence.
Imagine, therefore, their shock and repugnance when he married some dab of a girl nobody had heard of. One who presented him with an heir a scant six months after the wedding ceremony.
In the lovely mansion at the centre of his family acres, Endymion watched his wife feed her child, as did his lover from her other side.
She smiled at them both – safely bulwarked by the affection of her brother and his life mate…