Pleasured By The English Spy
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English spy Andrew Truesdale has been sent to Florence on a mission – to befriend widowed contessa Olivia di Montebaldi and discover if she's plotting a nationalist revolution in the aftermath of Napoleon's defeat. Andrew expects the assignment to be easy. After all, his job with the British Diplomatic Corps required him to perfect the art of flirtation and become a consummate seducer of women.
Everything changes, however, when he arrives at Olivia's villa. Instead of the middle–aged woman he expects, Andrew finds a vivacious young beauty who piques his interest...and his lust.
But while Andrew may be taken aback by the contessa, Olivia knows exactly who Andrew is...and that he is dangerous. She may let him claim her body, but can she trust him with her secrets?
Bronwyn Scott
Bronwyn Scott is a pen name for Nikki Poppen. Nikki lives in the Pacific Northwestern United States, where she is a communications instructor at a small college. She enjoys playing the piano and hanging out with her three children. She definitely does not enjoy cooking or laundry-she leaves that to her husband, who teaches early morning and late evening classes at the college so he can spend the day being a stay-at-home daddy. Nikki remembers writing all her life. She started attending young-author conferences held by the school district when she was in fourth grade and is still proud of her first completed novel in sixth grade, a medieval adventure that her mom typed for her on a Smith-Corona electric typewriter! She has since moved on to RWA conferences and a computer. She loves history and research and is always looking forward to the next story. She also enjoys talking with other writers and readers about books they like and the writing process. She'd love to hear from you! Check out her Harlequin Mills and Boon links and her personal Web page.
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Pleasured By The English Spy - Bronwyn Scott
Chapter I
October 1823, Florence Italy
Ah. He could breathe again. Andrew Truesdale steadied the gray-flecked stallion beneath him and sucked in a lungful of country air. Below him lay the red-roofed duomo that majestically marked the landscape of Florence. Beyond it, to the west, lay the dome of the Medici Chapel in the San Lorenzo neighborhood. From the hills above, the city looked peaceful, even stately and organized, each neighborhood marked with churches and towers.
Up here, one was hard-pressed to believe in the chaos below. Hidden from view were twisting streets hardly big enough for the service wagons that traveled through them and the narrow pavements that lined them. Certainly there were things he loved about Florence. The tight spaces were not among that number.
He preferred the wide openness of the countryside, any countryside. It didn’t have to be the English countryside. It was the rhythm of the land he loved. He could see it in the change of the seasons, in the rituals of the harvest. In many ways, he believed October was the best time to be in Italy; the grapes were ready to pick for the new wines, olives hung plump with juice on their branches waiting to be plucked. There would be long days of hard work ahead for those who harvested the land, followed by nights of laughter and feasting as they celebrated the bounty saved in their storehouses, security against the coming year. If life was busy during the harvest it was simple too, with everyone focused on the singular goal of bringing in the crops.
He knew the pattern of this season intimately. He’d been here before, lived here as a boy with his grandparents. It was why he’d been the one chosen to come, the one the British delegation in Vienna had trusted with this mission.
Andrew turned his horse onto the upward path that led to his destination: the Villa of the Breezes, home to the woman whom the British believed held the key to the latest wave of liberal nationalism to gain momentum in the wake of Napoleon’s ruined empire.
He gave the sure-footed stallion full rein to find a way over the hilly path, while he turned his thoughts to the details of his commission. Like most of the diplomatic work he’d been involved with in Vienna, this latest assignment was both straightforward and complicated. A few months earlier another attaché, the Viscount St. Just, had written from Florence, where he’d stopped en route to his destination in Naples. St. Just had sensed something was afoot in the salons of Florence, but hadn’t had the time to investigate further. The corps of diplomats in Vienna, headed by the viscount’s uncle, had decided to send a delegate to Florence.
Andrew was to befriend the widowed contessa who’d come to St. Just’s notice. He was to discover what went on at her salons, what politicos frequented her gatherings. She wouldn’t be the first to attempt to sponsor a nationalist revolution under the cover of a harmless intellectual gathering. If St. Just’s suspicions were borne out, things would get thorny. The complications were in the consequences of Andrew’s findings.
Britain’s position on liberal nationalism was tenuous. Theoretically, Britain supported the desire of territories to bind together into larger nation-states. Under Napoleon’s regime, Italy, a region populated by city-states and principalities, had been converted into the Kingdom of Italy. After Napoleon’s defeat, the country was swamped with a sense of national unity that competed with the Conference of Vienna’s decision to disband the Kingdom of Italy and return the lands to their original status. Lands had been restored, but the wave of nationalism had not subsided.
That put Britain in an awkward position. Britain had supported similar movements in Portugal and Spain but could not openly do the same for Italy. Supporting a unified Italy meant alienating the Austro-Hungarian Empire, which controlled large amounts of land in northern Italy. They would have to be defeated in war in order for Italy to claim those lands. But Britain could not openly fight the Austro-Hungarians. Britain needed their alliance. Without that alliance, Britain risked trouble in regards to the Eastern Question and water rights in Turkey which secured the British passage to India.
It was enough to make any man’s head swim. But that was the diplomatic game these days in the new Europe and Andrew had a very astute mind for it. Any one move anywhere would impact alliances everywhere.
Andrew rounded a final corner, and the long gravel drive to the villa presented itself, lined with tall poplar trees on either side. He had a fair understanding of what he’d see at the far end; a villa designed to be an aristocratic refuge with long windows rounded on the top, columns and terraces to catch the cooling breezes against the summer heat, all of this surrounded by expanses of parkland. After all, this was the home of a widowed contessa who kept a small palazzo in Florence but retreated during the summer months to escape the heat.
Andrew had his own mental picture of the contessa, too: a woman of middle years with a fading beauty, whose sharp wit and political ties made her more attractive to the company she kept than her looks. He knew how to charm that kind of woman. Vienna was full of them. Such flirtations had become de rigueur, his stock in trade as it were. The British delegation must have expected as much when they’d made their selection. Along with his background and fluency in Italian, Andrew Truesdale was a consummate