WICKED LOVING LIES by ROSEMARY ROGERS 667 pages. Avon. $1.95.
Flickering torchlights and wine forced between her lips .. . With a feeling of shock she found her thighs nudged apart .. . There was a stabbing shaft of agony. Her last thought, as she slipped into a state halfway between sleep and unconsciousness was, "And I don't even know his name."
Millions of readers do, and they utter it with a masochistic tremolo last in fashion when lovestruck ladies knelt before candlelit glossies of Rudolph Valentino carrying a horsewhip. The cute brute of the...
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