Lady Vice Quotes

“He cradled her burning cheek and his rough fingers chafed. He radiated more heat than a bustling inn’s kitchen—and his warmth was every bit as alluring. Comfort, his body promised. Care and sustenance.”
― Wendy LaCapra, Lady Vice

“The Maximilian of her memory ceased to exist next to the real man. The former was a simple penny-lute tune. In the flesh, Max was the King’s Theater orchestra playing Haydn.”
― Wendy LaCapra, Lady Vice