Lady Cassandra Montrose arrives at her former lover's home
seriously ill and unable to care for her illegitimate
daughter. She's a fallen woman who's been cast out by her
relatives. Cassandra has no other options left but to beg
Vincent to take their infant daughter. She remembers the
wicked night spent in bliss with the charismatic rake and
she prays he will take pity on her. It was her one fall
from grace, before she entered into a loveless union.
Lord Vincent Sinclair lies to no woman. His lovers know he
only engages in sensuous love affairs; they are fleeting
and meaningless encounters. Vincent does not want intimacy
or love since his brother's betrayal with the woman he
believed his soul mate. Vincent has hardened his heart,
masked his emotions and become a heartless philander. There
was one woman who had the possibility of touching his
frozen heart, but he ran from Cassandra before he could
give her the chance.
Now Vincent finds himself in a quandary. Honor his word to
his father and his fiancée, or atone for his sins.
Complicating matters is his daughter, who instantly steals
his heart. His solution is simple. Vincent will have the
best of both worlds as he asks Cassandra to become his
mistress as soon as she recovers. It seems so simple, so
why does Vincent feel so unsatisfied?
Grab a handful of tissue for Ms. MacLean's latest tale. She
hooks readers within the first 50 pages as they read the
heart-wrenching pleading by the ill heroine for her
daughter's welfare. Completing the superb story is
Vincent's slow and realistic evolvement from an unfeeling
rake into a man willing to sacrifice everything for love.
He told me he would treat my heart with great care. He
was lying of course, for it was all a very clever, skillful
seduction...
The night I met Lord Vincent Sinclair, son of the Duke of
Pembroke, was the night I lost control. I never imagined
that I, Cassandra Montrose, could engage in such wicked,
wanton behavior with a man I hardly knew. But in that
fateful moment, alone in his coach, the passion I felt for
him was undeniable, even though I knew that after my
surrender I was unlikely to ever see my lover again.
Until a fateful secret brought me to his door...
I always believed my pride would prevent me from becoming
any man's mistress - especially a rogue like Vincent, who
cares for nothing but his inheritance. Yet I have very good
reason to remain in his life. If only he did not tempt me
so...