“You might be able to grasp her, to contain her energy, but she’ll always slip through your fingers leaving only a distant memory to cherish,” Marc added.
Murphy appeared to be deep in thought, but years of dogma would not be easy to dispel.
“You’re not concerned that someone will covet her and that she’ll leave you, Sir?” Murphy asked.
“I can no more control the hearts of men then I can control her,” Marc said. “However, I can say with certainty that no other man will ever find a place in her heart and that’s enough for me.”
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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