Bess Saunders has fallen in love. He is big, he is charmingly masculine, and his Scottish accent sends her reeling with a very unmaiden-like desire.
The Earl of Dunkirk is from Scotland but has inherited his mother's
English home and title which makes him sought after by the haute ton.
He knows one day he will have to settle down and marry to carry on his name, but his plan is to marry a woman who 'understands' they will each go their own way after she gives him an heir. Marriages of convenience were, after all, the accepted manner of the aristocracy.
Lady Bess does not fit into those plans. How could she? She was exquisite, yes, but, she was also an innocent who would expect faithfulness.
He won't ruin an innocent, and yet, he can't get her out of his head.
All this time, and right in their midst, evil hovers, and although Bess doesn't look, she finds it.
And Bess is not you're average, simpering female. She takes on danger and mayhem like she does everything else, full throttle.
Adventure ensues as we travel with Bess through romance and the battle of her life.