Dangerous Vows:Good Morning, My Lady

Eleonore Lowe knew that Avon Montgomery had loved another woman-and that he had never let her go. For six years of marriage, he never once touched her.

She had long accepted that he wished her gone.

But when a car accident left her teetering on the edge of death, Avon was there. He grabbed her hand, his voice raw and trembling with fury.

"How dare you," he snarled. "Eight years ago, you fought your way into my bed. You stole the title of Mrs. Montgomery and held onto it for six years. And now you want to leave without a word-without even telling me?"

His grip tightened, his eyes burning with something she had never seen before.

"Eleonore, how can you be so cruel?"