Thrice-widowed Lady Violet Carrington revels in her
freedom. She has a great deal of money, no husband to
control her and a wonderful young lover. The negatives in
her life are few. There are those who do not receive her
despite her discretion in taking lovers. Violet lives in
the moment as she tries to forget her past and ignore her
future. Her life is close to perfect until her latest young
lover issues an ultimatum. They will marry or it is over
between them.
Lord Peter St. John adores Violet. The age difference does
not bother him nor does her scandalous past. Experience has
made her into the woman he loves. However, he has his work
cut out for him. Violet believes their differences are
insurmountable. Peter cajoles, seduces and finally informs
Violet that until she sees him as a man and not a temporary
dalliance, they cannot continue. Circumstances throw them
together and Peter realizes life without Violet will not
have the fullness or happiness he desires. He must convince
her to trust him with their future.
Violet is tired of making choices that end badly. Dealing
with Peter puts her in turmoil and then her sister appears
with more problems. The choices are few and Violet is
frightened to tell Peter her dilemma. Once again, Violet
must choose and she is terrified that the wrong choice will
cause her to lose everything she holds dear.
Debut author Lavinia Kent bursts upon the scene with
a very sensual tale of a woman whose past makes her crave
control in her life. Ms. Kent teams her with a confident
and vibrant man providing readers with a sensitive and
touching story.
Violet, Lady Carrington, possesses everything a spirited
woman could want out of life. Money (and lots of it). The
freedom to make her own choices, with no husband to rule
her. And a delightfully attentive young lover, Lord Peter
St. Johns, to satisfy her every wild whim. But Peter
desires more than Violet's lascivious attentions. He's
desperate for her heart—and her hand in marriage.
Yet with a toss of her russet curls, Violet refuses. A man
like Peter belongs with a naïve, blushing beauty, not a
luscious lady with a talent for sin, and she would rather
die than be beholden to anyone. But try as she might, she
cannot convince him—or herself—that their tantalizing
dalliance is a mere trifle. Perhaps Lady Carrington has
finally met her match—a man who will love but not control
her, a man who can meet her wickedness with a fierce
passion of his own . . .