The Earl s ManChapter 7
Twenty-one months later It had to be important. Everyone in the manor knew not to bother us once the bedroom door closed unless it was critically urgent. A disappointed Grace turned to Claire to finish what I’d started while I threw on my robe and answered the door. Months ago, we’d installed a partition completely blocking the view into the room from an open door. Of course, it didn’t block the quiet gasps of pleasure, but it was usually a female slave who was sent to interrupt us, and they...