Unmasked by the Marquess (Regency Imposters #1)

by Cat Sebastian

As far as she could tell, sometimes he wallowed in fits of rectitude the way a dog might roll around in something that smelled interesting but a trifle confusing to its tiny, sadly limited brain. Pembroke’s bouts of moral superiority were no better than one of the Fenshawe hounds covered in goose shite.

“You can’t have everything your own way, Alistair.” “Like hell I can’t. What I want—marriage, respectability for ourselves and our children, a fair distribution of your late husband’s property—is right. What you’re suggesting is utterly unreasonable.” “Did it occur to you, even once, that your notions of respectability and justice don’t mean a thing to me? Those ideas have never done me any good, so why should I care? Can you even contemplate what it’s like to be a person your rules work against, Alistair?”