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but it was the daughter who would ultimately suffer.
    “My father won’t let you get away with this,” Alexa declared, lifting her small chin belligerently. “No doubt he has already informed the king and you are being hunted down this very minute.”
    Adam smiled complacently. “Looking for whom? No one knows that the newly created Lord Penwell is Adam Foxworth. In my note I identified myself only as the son of Martin Foxworth. It will be like looking for a needle in a haystack. Besides, we’ll soon be far from London and I’ve been careful to leave no clues as to our destination.”
    “If you think I’ll give in to you without a fight, you’re sadly mistaken,” Alexa informed him, eyeing him warily from beneath lowered lids.
    Adam chuckled, vastly amused. “Your reluctance does not overly worry me,” he told her with typical male conceit. “The fact remains that in my own good time I will bed you and make you my mistress. In due time youwill be returned to your father no worse for the wear. Every time he looks at you he will be reminded that I have had my revenge for my father’s death. Two women he loved were taken from him and used by the Foxworths, both father and son.”
    “You’re mad!”
    “Of course. You would be too if you were forced to wait fifteen years for vengeance, your hate festering with the passage of time.”
    By the set expression on his hard features Alexa could tell he was implacable. Nothing she could say or do would change his mind. Would he ravish her now? she wondered desperately, slowly backing away from his salacious intent.
    But Adam’s only reaction was a thin-lipped smile, bleak and derisive. “Have no fear, milady,” he informed her with cool hauteur. “I’ll have you in my own good time, when and where I choose.”
    “Monster! Cad!” she shot back hotly. “I’d rather bed … Fox!” The moment she said it she was sorry, clapping a hand to her mouth. Adam’s face wore a stunned expression as his mouth dipped into a deep frown and his eyebrows shot up in amazement.
    “Is that so, milady?” he mocked.
    Alexa found a perverse pleasure in the challenge as she nodded vigorously, eyeing him with cold contempt. She would not be cowed by this brute! she vowed silently.
    Their eyes met and a vaguely sensuous light passed between them. His power and self-confidence were awesome and Alexa fought against his charisma. Her wild emotions were quickly eroding her courage and she looked away. Adam chuckled, enjoying her struggle to capture her composure.
    “We reach our destination tomorrow, Alexa,” Adam informed her, using her name for the first time. “We willleave the ship together.”
    Before Alexa could find her voice and question him further concerning their destination, he was gone.
    That evening Mac brought Alexa a tempting tray and bid her good-bye, telling her he would be busy the next day and wouldn’t see her before she left the ship. “Where am I being taken, Mac?” Alexa asked anxiously.
    “Adam will tell you, I’m sure.”
    “Adam!” Alexa scoffed derisively. “How could you condone what he is doing when you know what he intends?”
    Mac had the grace to look embarrassed, his face nearly as red as his hair. “I won’t interfere, milady. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. No one meddles with Adam when his mind is made up. He has promised me you won’t be mistreated and I believe him.”
    “What do you call rape? It is the worst kind of mistreatment.”
    Shifting uncomfortably from foot to foot Mac refused to meet her gaze. “I’m … sorry, Lady Alexa, truly I am. But my hands are tied. In parting I’d advise you to allow Adam his way in this. He’s not as bad as you seem to think. Many women would envy your position.”
    “Then let them have him! I just want to go home and marry Charles.”
    “You still can marry your Charles after … after …”
    “After Adam tires of me, is that what you’re trying to say?”
    “Good-bye, Lady Alexa,”