It was common gossip that there wasn't a woman alive safe
from the seductive skills of Alec Monro, Earl of Dalgliesh.
On the other hand, there wasn't a woman alive who didn't
secretly covet a dalliance with the audacious, disreputable,
dangerously exciting lover. After all, he was as handsome
as a god, and his endowments were as legendary as his sexual
stamina. That he was immeasurably wealthy only added to his
charm.
Zelda MacKenzie, a magnificent, flame-haired Scottish
beauty, inspired whispers of her own. She was rumored to be
a witch--if only for the curious native jewels and unusual
garb she'd brought home from her orchid-hunting expedition
to Brazil. That's not to say she wasn't bewitching. On the
contrary..
But Zelda made it quite clear to the earl that she had no
interest in libertines.