As I lay in bed that night, I couldn't help but wonder what lay ahead. What secrets was Alexander hiding? And what was the real reason I had been hired as a tutor for the Hamilton children?
“The Harts took my father’s name. The Thornes took my mother’s heart. I will take what I want.”
"Your father invited me," she reminded him, closing the sketchbook firmly. "I hardly think that qualifies as trespassing." Sinful Summer- A Tale of Forbidden Love -Ch. 2....
The Harts (her mother’s side) and the Thornes have been at war for three generations. The cause is buried under layers of litigation, a disputed fishing rights treaty, and a scandal involving a stolen pearl necklace that may or may not have been a cover for a much darker betrayal. Elara never cared about the feud. To her, it was just background noise to Thanksgiving dinners.
He had discarded his boots and rolled his jeans up to his calves. He stood facing the open ocean, the tide washing over his ankles. Clara froze, her breath catching in her throat, intending to slip away unnoticed. But a shell crunched beneath her heel. As I lay in bed that night, I
"You shouldn't be out here alone, Clara," Julian’s voice drifted through the shadows. It was a low, smooth baritone that made her skin prickle despite the residual heat.
The Hamilton family was not due to arrive for another hour, and I was told that I would have some time to get to know the children, Olivia and James, before they arrived. As I waited, I couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity about the family and their secrets. “The Harts took my father’s name
I hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. But something about the girl's piercing gaze made me feel like I had to be careful. "Just visiting for the summer," I said, trying to keep my answer vague.