Jun 24, 2016

Blog Tour -- An Artful Seduction by Tina Gabrielle

His lust for revenge will be his downfall…

Infamous Somertons #1
Tina Gabrielle
Releasing June 20th, 2016
Entangled Scandalous

His lust for revenge will be his downfall…

London, 1815. Eliza Somerton has a dangerous secret. As the daughter of the infamous art forger who duped half the ton, she’s rebuilt her life under a new name. But when an old forgery goes up for auction, her father’s enemy, Grayson Montgomery, outbids her and presents her with an unimaginable choice: help him find her father or he’ll ruin her.

For years, Grayson, the Earl of Huntingdon and one of London’s top art critics, has sought justice. His well-laid plans finally come to fruition when he learns of his enemy’s beautiful daughter. But Eliza possesses a sensuality and independent spirit that weakens his resolve, and as the heat between them sizzles, what started as revenge soon blossoms into something sinful…

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“Ah, Mrs. Somerton. I’ve been expecting you,” Lord Huntingdon said.

“Am I that predictable, my lord?” Eliza asked.

Hutningdon stood and walked around his desk. For such a tall man he moved with remarkable grace. His jacket of navy superfine stretched across broad shoulders, and a diamond pin glittered in his snowy cravat. He was strikingly handsome, every inch the aristocrat and exuded an air of command. She’d forgotten what a powerful opponent she had chosen. But here…now…among his wealth and splendor her own position struck her in stark contrast. The difference in their stations could not have been more pronounced.

He halted before her and raised her gloved hand to his lips. Eliza’s skin prickled pleasurably.

He smiled lazily and his gaze traveled her form, missing no detail—even to the damp hem of her gown and her sodden shoes. “I thought you would come, but I hoped you would wait until it had ceased snowing. By the look of your shoes, I’m concerned you walked here.”

“I took a hackney, my lord.”

“Did Stevens not offer to take your cloak?”

“You know very well that he did. I suspect you train your servants better than to omit such a detail.”

His eyes crinkled at the corners, and a lock of his dark hair rested across his forehead. She had a ridiculous urge to reach out and smooth back his hair.

“Then I can only hope it’s that you simply can’t bear to part yourself from my gift,” he said.

“To the contrary, I’m here to return it.” She attempted to take off the beautiful cloak and hand it to him, but he stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.

Their eyes locked, and a strange tingling began in the pit of her stomach.

Her voice was shakier than she would have liked. “My family is not a charity project, my lord.”

“I don’t consider them to be one.”

She swallowed hard. “I don’t need your pity.”

He dropped his hand from her shoulder. “Pity?” he chuckled. “You are not the type of woman to inspire pity. 
Other emotions, perhaps. But never pity.” His eyes darkened a shade, and her traitorous heart skipped a beat.

“Then why?” she said.


“The coal. The shawls and cloaks. Why send them?”

“I thought I made my intentions quite clear. You are to accompany me to interrogate Dorian Reed, remember?”

She tilted her head to the side and shot him a disbelieving look. “You’ve already ensured my cooperation. If I fail to meet my end of the bargain, you will turn over the forged painting to the constable.”

He frowned as if he wasn’t pleased with the memory. “I need you in good health. It bothered me that your shop was so cold. There’s no reason for it to be so.”

The sincerity in his tone took her aback. “Is that all?”


“You expect nothing more?”


She bit her lower lip. “You must understand I’ve done just fine without your gifts. My sisters, however, are a different matter. I do not have the heart to deny them any comfort that may come their way, but I suspect you very well know that.”

“Your sisters are charming ladies, and I’d rather they be warm this winter.”

He was making her feel churlish. “I am truly grateful for the doctor you sent to see to Chloe. I will reimburse you for the man’s services as soon as I’m able.” 

“That’s not necessary.”

“It is to me.”

He tsked. “Stubborn.”

She raised her chin a notch. “I prefer prideful.”

He smiled easily, as if expecting her vehement protest. “Fine. I’m in need of your opinion. Consider it recompense for the doctor’s services.”

“My opinion?”

“Your professional opinion as the owner of a business.”

She halted, looking up at him with surprise. No man had ever asked for her opinion.

“May I?” This time he was the one to reach for her cloak. She stood still as he whisked the fur off her shoulders and laid it across a chair. Her simple brown wool dress was crude in comparison to the rich luxury of the sable.

Taking her hand, he placed it on his sleeve and led her to the study door. Curiosity welled within her, and she followed docilely. With a simple proposition and charming smile, he had easily disarmed her.

As they ventured down the hall, side-by-side, she could not help but notice the muscles of his forearm beneath the fine fabric of his jacket and the pleasant scent of his shaving soap. His nearness kindled unwanted feelings and her pulse quickened. Fearful of meeting his gaze, she glanced down to discover that her sodden soggy shoes were leaving wet marks on the polished marble floor. His butler was sure to raise a brow.

Then every mundane thought fled as he opened a door and escorted her inside a sun-lit room.

Oh, my.

A multitude of brilliantly colored works of art lined the walls. Her eyes were drawn to portraits of his ancestors by Thomas Gainsborough, Francis Cotes, and George Knapton, sporting artists George Stubbs and John Wootton, and cloud-tossed landscapes by John Constable and George Lambert. The collection wasn’t limited to English painters as splendid Dutch, Flemish, and Italian artists were also displayed.

His private gallery. And it was stunning.

“It’s beautiful,” she breathed.

“Yes, beautiful,” his voice was husky.

            She turned to find him watching her. The invisible web of attraction was building between them again. She glanced away nervously to study the art. It was much safer than studying him.

Tina Gabrielle, an award-winning author, is an attorney and former mechanical engineer whose love of reading for pleasure helped her get through years of academia. She's the author of adventurous Regency romances In The Barrister's Bed, In The Barrister's Chambers, Lady Of Scandal, and A Perfect Scandal from Kensington Books. "A Spy Unmasked" is the first book in her new Regency romance series, "In The Crown's Secret Service," and will be released from Entangled Publishing on November 10, 2014. "At The Spy's Pleasure" will be available in April 2015. Tina's books have been Barnes & Noble top picks, and her first book, Lady Of Scandal, was nominated as best first historical by Romantic Times Book Reviews.


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