Table Of ContentBad Girls
III
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Michelle Carlyle
Bad Girls
III
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TABLEOFCONTENTS
CalamityClarissa
PartOne 1
PartTwo 15
AccidentalLove
PartOne 30
PartTwo 45
TheMotivator
PartOne 60
PartTwo 75
HerSecretLife
PartOne 89
PartTwo 104
CuriosityKilledtheBrat
PartOne 119
PartTwo 133
WifeSchool
PartOne 148
PartTwo 162
CalamityClarissa
PartOne
Dimitri scanned the vast meadows of his large
country estate from the giant picture window in his
mahogany-paneled study. He couldn’t see her
anywhere.
He heard a familiar squeak of orthopedic shoes
behindhim.Hishousekeeper,June.
“Where is she, have you seen her?” he asked
withoutturningaround.
“No, sir,” the older woman replied. “She went
outsometimeaftertwoforarideandIhaven’tseen
hersince.”
His fist balled, he punched his palm. “Damn the
woman! I told her not to go out unescorted! She
promisedmeshewouldn’t!”
“She is headstrong, that girl. How much longer
isshestayingwithus?”
Dimitri threw up his hands and began pacing.
“God, I have no idea. I wish my idiot of a brother
hadn’t offered the family house to her. Without my
knowledge, I might add. Damn him, anyway.
Dumps this disaster on me, when all these repairs
are going on; the estate is gearing up for that
charity eventintwo months time;I have no time to
chase after Frederick’s guests. Especially not that
impulsiveClarissanightmare.”
“What exactly is the reason for her visit, sir, if I
mayask?”
“Under the guise of some study she’s doing on
country estates in New England. She’s working on
her doctorate in architecture and is doing her thesis
on the history of this area. But my God, you’d think
a Yale graduate student would have more sense.
But not that woman. Do you know I had to rescue
her fromthepondyesterday?Shewasinvestigating
the structure of the feature and somehow managed
to slip in. I found her slipping, sliding, covered with
slime, desperately trying to claw her way out. I
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hadn’t even intended to go by there, I found her
totally by accident, crying out for help, a complete
mess!”
“Yes, sir, I helped clean her up. She’s quite a
prettylittlething,though,isn’tshe?”
Clarrissa had the brightest blue eyes, a pert
nose, and a cute way she tilted her head when she
studied something. “Too pretty. Too talkative, too
inquisitive, too muchof everything.Damnit,I don’t
need to baby-sit some Calamity Jane while I’m so
pressed fortime.Shewentforaride?Cansheeven
rideahorse?”
“She said she could. James saddled up Rose,
since she’s the mostgentle.Clarissasaid something
about checking out the old cabin in the south forty.
Apparently,theoldplacehassomekindofhistory.”
“Yes,yes,itdoes.ButmyGod,theentireareais
completely overgrown. I’d better go make sure she
hasn’t fallen in some old cesspool, God knows what
kind of trouble she could get in. She needs a
keeper,thatwoman!”Dimitristormedofftogetinto
hisridingclothes.
A half an hour later, Dimitri headed out of the
stables on Prideful, his favorite Appaloosa. He rode
for a good twenty minutes until he reached the
south forty area. He saw the cabin in the distance,
partially hidden by trees and overgrown bushes. In
frontoftheoldshackstoodahorse.Rose.
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Clarissa was fit to be tied. Not again! What was
wrong with her? Why was it always like this? Her
best-laid plans always turned into such disasters.
She’d only walked into the old cabin, that’s it, just
walked inside. Suddenly, the floorboards gave and
she found herself trapped in a hidden chamber
underneath the cabin. The walls were of earth;
there were no footholds; it was dark; she had no
way of getting out. This was all so unbearable! No
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way would anyone find her out there. Unless they
found the horse. Then maybe, just maybe they’d
findher.
She prayed Dimitri wouldn’t be the one to find
her. He’d forbidden her to go out alone and she’d
gone anyway. His brother had warned her about
him. Dimitri was a stickler for the rules. He had a
reputation for being picky, controlling and
domineering. He’d been a lieutenant colonel in the
Army, when he retired, he’d returned to the family
estate to manage its restoration. Ever since he’d
returned, he’d become very much the lord of the
manor. Frederick said that his brother was a
throwbacktoanoldertime.
While Dimitri been gracious enough to allow her
to stay with him for her study, he’d made it plain
that she was unwelcome. Even when she wasn’t
bothering him, he was treating her like an
irresponsible child. Which was too bad because he
was such a hunk. She’d fallen for him the first time
she’d laid eyes on him. So handsome! Tall, lean, he
had amazing green eyes that reminded her of a
panther’s eyes. While arrogant and commanding,
she had witnessed, first hand, that he had a much
warmer,moretenderside.Whenhewasunawareof
her presence,she saw himpick up akittenthathad
gotten lost from its mother. He’d nuzzled it, kissed
it and comforted the poor little mewing thing as he
took it off to rejoin its parent. It was clear to her in
thatmomentthathisbarkwasworsethanhisbite.
But still, she in no way wanted to be found by
him. With that authoritarian streak of his, he may
justtoss her off thepropertybeforeshecouldfinish
herstudy.
“Miss Fontaine?!” a man called loudly. “Miss
Fontaine,areyououthere?”
Clarissa couldn’t believe it. Someone had found
her!Shewassaved!
“Clarissa?”camethevoiceagain.
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She heard it clearly this time. Her heart sank.
Dimitri.Shecouldn’tlethimfindherlikethis!
A large, hairy spider dropped on her arm. She
let out a shriek that could wake the dead. Okay,
that was it. Who cared if she got kicked off the
estate,shewantedoutofthere!
“Dimitri!”shecalledout.“Dimitri!I’mhere!”
He heard a muffled reply from somewhere off in
front of him. Damn it, she was in trouble! He knew
it!Eversincethewomanarrivedonhisdoorstep,he
felt an uncanny connection to her. When she fell in
the pond, he was in the library, choosing a stain for
the walls when something in the back of his mind
told him to go find her. Just like today, he
instinctively knew she was in trouble. Now if he
couldonlyfindthehorridlittlething.
He rode towards the sounds of her cries. As he
gotcloser,heheardhermoreclearly.
“Miss Fontaine? Where? Where are you?” He
stopped Prideful in front of the old, dilapidated
woodenbuilding.
“I’mhere!I’mhere,underthefloorboardsofthe
cabin! Watch out, the floor is weak!” came her
muffledreply.
Under the floorboards? What was she talking
about?
He dismounted and approached the cabin.
“Whereareyou?”
“Underthecabin!”shecalledout.
“Under the cabin?” he asked. As far as he knew
there was nothing under the floorboards.Justabout
twofeetofspace.
He carefully walked across the rickety porchand
stepped inside.There,aboutsixfeetinfrontofhim,
was a large, person-sized hole in the floor. He
leaned over and peered inside the gaping hole.
There below him, looking up at him with large blue
eyes,wasthescruffy-looking,red-hairedproblem.
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