The Rogue and the Rose

He’d had her over his knees with her skirts flipped up before she could even begin to decipher what exactly it was that he was going to do. She’d been preparing to defend herself, having long since decided that she was going to go down fighting rather than allow another man to abuse her as Alan had. But that hadn’t seemed to have been his aim.



It wasn’t until she felt that horrendous first swat on the seat of her thin cotton bloomers that she realized his intent and began to struggle mighti...