Wearing nothing but a man’s nightshirt, Fleur Monley woke
to find herself in the bed of England’s most charming and
reckless libertine. But it was stray gunshot, not passion,
that put her at the mercy of a man as infamously handsome
as he was famously talented in the arts of love. Believing
herself immune to any seduction, Fleur thought herself
perfectly safe to make him an offer no sensible woman
would dare risk: half her fortune for the freedom she
would gain by being his wife—in name only. Desperately in
need of funds, Dante Duclairc could do worse than
the "white marriage" proposed by this idealistic beauty
too naive to know the danger she courted. But the rashest
thing he ever did was tell himself he’d be able to resist
the invitation to sin that this lovely innocent would
arouse at every turn—or that he’d be able to protect her
from both the enemies that ruthlessly sought her ruin, and
his own dangerous desire.