Sable-soft eyes set in a rugged, chiseled face marked the merchant Jacob as a man of vibrant contrasts. Instantly, Rebecca knew here was a man unafraid of passion. One who made her achingly aware of her own desires and ashamed of the deceit she had woven to survive. With her ebony hair and a look that danced with defiance, Rebecca could bewitch any man. Jacob had never expected to uncover such a treasure buried beneath widows' weeds. Nor find himself longing for something deeper than desire. And all for a woman surrounded by secrets that imperiled their very lives!
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