The Botanist and the Beastly Duke: An Enemies to Lovers Regency Historical Romance

I told her to leave. She stayed, and now I can’t breathe without her.They call me the mad Duke of Penrose,a beast locked away in a house as broken as my soul.I wanted silence. I earned it in blood and war.But then she arrived in the storm—small, stubborn, soaked to the bone,claiming she came to restore my mother’s gardens.tried to banish her.Yet every time I see her hands in the soil, coaxing life from death,something inside me cracks.She speaks to the roses like they can still be saved.And God help me, I start to believe her.Her laughter haunts these empty halls.Her courage burns where my heart used to be.But I can’t let her in.Because if she ever learns the truth about what I’ve done,she might flee from me forever.And I would rather live in ruin than lose her light.Read more