That was what she was called by the desperate prisoners
incarcerated in Devil's Chateau. Young and beautiful, she
was rumored to buy men for purposes both scandalous and
secret. Whatever she did with them one thing was certain:
Her unfortunate victims were never seen again. But when
she whisked Reed Harwood out of the cell where he'd been
left to die for spying against the French, he discovered
the lady was not al she seemed.
Fleur Fontaine was the most exquisitely sensual woman he'd
ever met, yet there was an innocence about her that belied
her sordid reputation. Though he'd been tortured and
starved by his jailors, his body reacted eagerly to her
nearness. Only a dead man would fail to respond to the
sight of those ebony curls, the touch of those luscious
lips. Reed was not head yet, but was he willing to pay.