A Rogue Of One's Own By Evie Dunmore Blowing up my fucking club

Blowing up my fucking club

They say the worst kind doesn't come from your enemies but from those closest to you

impressed by her vision of what the pub could be

And I realize that I'm not prepared at all for life after the storm

following Archer's troubled brother Travis

A Rogue Of One's Own By Evie Dunmore Blowing up my fucking clubA lady must have money and an army of her own if she is to win a revolutionbut first, she must pit her wits against the wiles of an irresistible rogue bent on wrecking her plansand her heart. Lady Lucie is fuming. She and her band of Oxford suffragists have finally scraped together enough capital to control one of Londons major publishing houses, with one purpose: to use it in a coup against Parliament. But who could have predicted that the one person