What happens when you throw together a charming Marquess and a lady who lies? Anything!
England 1814: He is a marquess with a woman to protect and an assassin to thwart. She is…not nice.
The Marquess of Dansbury is a strong, charismatic man living a charmed life as an agent for the crown. His past isn’t without tragedy, but he is too amiable to allow misfortune to mar his positive outlook on life. Until now…when he finds himself tasked with protecting the one woman in the world he actively disdains, Lady Beatryce Beckett.
Lady Beatryce Beckett is mean. She ruins other women on purpose. She lies. She cheats. She even steals. And she takes particular pleasure in provoking a certain marquess. In short, she’ll do anything to get what she wants: freedom from her abusive father. But she is strong (she’s had to be), worthy (who’d have thought it), and in love… Wait, what?
It will take a special man to see the true woman beneath the surface…and a strong woman to allow him that glimpse. Is the Marquess of Dansbury up to the task?
She is from trade. He is a duke and a spy with a name to restore and a mystery to solve.
Miss Grace Radclyffe is an oftentimes hilariously clumsy 20-year-old orphan biding her time living with her uncle until she is old enough to come into her small inheritance. Much to her aunt’s chagrin, she isn’t reserved (not with her shocking! tendency to befriend the servants), sophisticated (highly overrated if one cannot run around barefoot outside), or graceful (she once flung her dinner into a duke’s face… by accident, of course).
But she is practical (owning a fashion house is in her future, unless someone foils her plans…) and in love… maybe… perhaps… possibly…
The Duke of Stonebridge is a man with a tragic past. His father died mysteriously when he was twelve years old amid speculation suggesting that the old duke was ‘involved’ with another man. He must restore his family name, but on the eve of his engagement to the perfect debutante, he meets his betrothed’s cousin, and his world is turned inside out… No matter; he is always logical (men who follow their hearts and not their heads are foolish) and reserved (his private life is nobody’s business but his own). He isn’t impulsive (it always leads to trouble), charming (that’s his best friend, the Marquess of Dansbury’s, area of expertise).
Or in love… maybe… perhaps… possibly…
Can he have what he wants and remain respectable? Can she trust him to be the man she needs?