The Breach of Promise Affair - Ch. 5

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Faustina Pemberley rubbed absently at her tingling fingers. Her whole body tingled. To feel triumphant was foolish, unprofessional, and probably premature. Another successful honeypot was unlikely to garner attention or accolades. This time, however, her success was shared by one of UNCLE’s top agents. The report of this Affair would cross Waverly’s desk. He would read that she was making good, even if it was just as a femme fatale. She owed him that.

‘The Northern Dvina flowing beneath its blanket of ice.’ The phrase resurfaced in her mind, and a torrent of emotion overflowed her carefully erected embankments. Had it really been only hours since she had heard those words? He could not know what they had done to her. Her passions were in full bloom, her thoughts of him running tender and sensual and as red as the blood in her veins. Other words returned, this time from her grandmother. “Beware our hot blood, dushenka. Remember, all our novels end in catastrophe.”

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