_Chapter 2: Beneath the Surface_

Charlotte's curiosity got the better of her. "Tell me, sir, who are you?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

The stranger's gaze lingered on hers before he replied, "Asher Blackwood, at your service."

His name sent a shiver down her spine. Blackwood – a name whispered in hushed tones among the ton.

"Vous êtes le fils du défunt comte," Charlotte said, testing his French. "The son of the late Earl Blackwood."

Asher's eyes narrowed. "You know my family's history?"

"I've heard rumors," Charlotte admitted.

Asher's smile hinted at secrets. "Rumors often hide the truth."

The music from the ballroom drifted onto the balcony, but Charlotte's focus remained on Asher.

"Why are you here, Mr. Blackwood?" she asked.

Asher leaned against the railing, his eyes scanning the gardens below. "I've come to uncover secrets, Lady Charlotte. Secrets hidden beneath the surface."

Charlotte's thoughts whirled. What secrets could Asher possibly seek?

As they conversed, Charlotte discovered Asher's wit and intelligence. His words sparked a fire within her, making her question the shallow life she'd been living.

The Duke's voice interrupted their conversation. "Lady Charlotte, your parents request your presence."

Asher's gaze locked onto the Duke. "I think I've overstayed my welcome."

With a bow, he vanished into the night, leaving Charlotte feeling bereft.

Back in the ballroom, Charlotte's mother whispered, "The Duke is enchanted. Tonight, he'll propose."

Charlotte's heart sank. Trapped in a life she didn't want.

As she danced with the Duke, Charlotte's thoughts strayed to Asher. Who was this enigmatic stranger, and what secrets did he hide?


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