Lucien St. Aubyn and Elizabeth Montclair hate each
other-well, perhaps not hate, but something akin to a strong
loathing. Lucien sees Elizabeth as the biggest snob who ever
danced upon Society's floors. She is proud, arrogant, the
epitome of everything he despises-and the only woman who has
ever resisted his charms. He devises a plan to seduce her,
only to have it backfire.
Elizabeth feels that Lucien might well be the Anti-Christ.
Suspected of killing his brother for the ducal title and
known for charming every woman he meets out of her skirts,
Elizabeth only sees Lucien for the degenerate and rake that
he is and would rather cut off her limbs than to have
anything to do with such a hateful man. When the two are
caught alone by a woman who wastes no time in telling
Elizabeth's mother, Elizabeth's worse fear comes true-she
must marry a rake.