" His wide brow, his Roman nose, those too-cold eyes, and the lips that in another life- another, better world- would still have been beautiful.
This man was her husband. He was intense and intelligent, arrogant and vulnerable, dark and strange.
The more she found out about him, the more she thought that perhaps she might fall in love with him, Raphael de Chartres, the Duke of Dyemore.
What was more, he was hers.
And in that she would not fail. "

― Elizabeth Hoyt , Duke of Desire (Maiden Lane, #12)