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selecting the clothes that the brute liked.
That was what the Tory needed, not the pain or the shame but the surrender. He had to give it all up, and he had to be forced to it.
Twice himself, not permitting Dominic to spend, and then again with a china consolateur while he’d lain tied and helpless, Silas whispering savage words into his skin along with kisses…
A china whatits?
He was a very handsome man, if one liked cold good looks, with fair hair and light blue eyes, exquisite in dress and vicious of tongue.
They were beggar revolutionaries, driven by anger and despair, but they were good men, most of them, who believed passionately and unquestioningly in the prospect of a just world,
“Been bedding him for a twelvemonth and more. You get to like a fellow.” Zoë laughed. “Silas boy, I bedded my husband for years, and I nailed him into his coffin myself in case the bastard climbed back out.
“My friend called me a Whig the other night,” Dominic whispered, and that was perhaps the worst sweet nothing ever offered to a lover but Silas’s expression showed he understood precisely what it meant.
His is back to front and inside out.” I can see why it speaks to you, Julius had said. Dominic smiled to himself,
…the enjoyments of Genius, which to Angels look like torment and insanity.
“Love seeketh not itself to please.” His palm over Dominic’s groin, gently massaging his growing arousal. “Nor for itself hath any care; But for another gives its ease.” Other hand freeing the buttons of his breeches. “And builds a Heaven in Hell’s despair.”
“My grandfather tried to murder me and now I’m rich.
Harry's summary of the first book. LOL
Silas’s respectable appearance was part of this dream where he sat in a warm room talking radical politics to gentlemen who listened and answered and cared what he thought. Where he was with Dom and Harry too, and it was no more than natural to be so.
Silas had true courage, which looked into the face of consequence, and was afraid, and fought on.
It was hard to keep up the fight for the freedom of your fellow man when your fellow man was a bastard.
When he came back to the room, the bed was a litter of yesterday’s newspapers, haphazardly flung around, and Silas was gone.
You had one job!!!!!!!
I shall kill you myself if I have to mount the scaffold and fight the executioner for the privilege, do you understand?”
It’s not his doing I’m mixed up in this, and you, friend, you aren’t making me into a stick to beat him with because you don’t like his ways.
And the aristocracy dared to claim superiority to his sort. Silas had never met such a pack of barefaced liars in his life.
