For Winfield Elliott, Viscount Stillwell, finding a prospective bride always seemed easy. Perhaps too easy. With three broken engagements to his name, Win is the subject of endless gossip. Yet his current mission is quite upright: to hire a company to repair his family’s fire-damaged country house. Nothing disreputable in that—until the firm’s representative turns out to be a very desirable widow.
Lady Miranda Garrett expected a man of Win’s reputation to be flirtatious and devilishly charming. But the awkward truth is that it’s she who finds him thoroughly irresistible. While Miranda resides at Millworth Manor to oversee the work, Win occupies every waking hour of her day, her dreams at night, and soon, her bed.
And for the first time, the wicked Win is falling in love too. And what begins as a scandalous proposition may become a very different proposal of the heart.
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The Importance of Being Wicked
By Victoria Alexander
KENSINGTON PUBLISHING CORP.Copyright © 2013 Cheryl Griffin
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Three weeks later ...
"... and you will not believe what I was told about Lady ..." Mrs. Bianca Roberts continued without so much as a pause for breath. And why should she? The latest on-dit about Lady Whoever-she-was-talking-about-now was entirely too tasty to keep to herself.
Under other circumstances, Miranda, Lady Garret, would be alternately amused or annoyed at her inability to get a word in. Today, she appreciated her sister's ramblings. She had entirely too much on her mind to pay any attention at all, and Bianca's enthusiastic and incessant chatter made it unnecessary to do so. All Bianca really required in terms of a response was the occasional nod or murmur of surprise or clucking of the tongue. In recent years, Miranda had become quite adept at it. It did seem she did some of her best thinking when Bianca was confident she had her rapt attention.
"... can imagine my surprise, of course. Particularly when I heard, from a quite reliable source mind you, that she had had quite enough ..."
Miranda sipped her tea and smiled with encouragement. She had long gotten over this particular deception. It did no real harm and kept her sister from prying too deeply into Miranda's activities. Activities she would much prefer to keep private. Who knew how her family — especially her brothers — might react? The Hadley-Attwaters considered themselves a fairly proper family.
Adrian, of course, would be the most disapproving. Her oldest brother and the current Earl of Waterston was a great stickler for propriety even if, on occasion, he could also be most surprising. Miranda suspected that was due to the influence of his wife, Evelyn. Still, one couldn't count on most surprising. Her next older brother, Hugh, was a barrister and, as such, all too cognizant of proper behavior. Her remaining brother, Sebastian, who had always flouted tradition in his own life, might well be her greatest ally given his wife Veronica's outspoken tendencies and penchant for support of various rights for women. Although, on the other hand, what one overlooked in one's wife, one might not accept in one's sister.
As for the female members of the family, one never quite knew on which side of a debate her mother and her oldest sister Diana would fall. Mother could be startlingly progressive when she wished to be, and Diana had always had an independent nature. Even so, this was not the sort of thing with which one wanted to test them. Bianca might think it rather exciting, but she had never been particularly good at keeping a secret. Precisely why Miranda had gone to great pains not to reveal so much as a hint of her activities. There was nothing Bianca liked better than ferreting out secrets. Her cousin, Portia, who was as much a sister to her as Diana and Bianca, would certainly be shocked. Why, it was one thing for a lady to dabble in the arts or to take up the cause of charitable works, and quite another to become involved in business. This simply wasn't the sort of thing a Hadley-Attwater did.
The fact that this was Miranda and not another member of the family would only add to their shock. Her family considered her the quietest of the lot and the most reserved. She was the youngest and the others had long felt she needed their protection. It was a source of annoyance even if she had never said anything. It had always been so much easier to avoid confrontation than to exhibit outright defiance. John had recognized, and indeed admired, her strength of character, which was yet another reason why she had loved him.
"... given that it was her fortune after all ..."
Not that her family had any say in the matter, not really. Miranda was, after all, twenty-eight years of age and financially independent, and she had been a widow for nearly three years. She was used to making her own decisions now and make them she would. Besides, she enjoyed — no — loved what she was doing. While she did appreciate her family's advice — and as the youngest of six children, advice was in abundance — she would follow her own path. A path that had begun innocently enough. Indeed, one could say she had taken the first step upon that path when she had first met her late husband.
"... and needless to say, at first, I was shocked by the mere thought ..."
Miranda had met John Garret, younger brother of Viscount Garret, at a lecture on the influence of Palladio on English architecture. Miranda had been one of the few women present, but she had always had an interest in the design of buildings. Indeed, she had drawn houses — both practical and fanciful — for much of her life. So she had summoned her courage, enlisted the assistance of an elderly aunt as a chaperone, and attended.
The lecture had been fascinating but not nearly as interesting as the dashing Mr. Garret. He was handsome and amusing and of good family. To her eyes, he was very nearly perfect. He encouraged her interest in architecture and a good portion of their courtship consisted of attending lectures and viewing exhibits. Years later he admitted his encouragement had as much to do with being in her company as anything else. He quite swept her off her feet and they married within a few months. Shortly after their marriage, John opened his own architectural firm, thanks in part to funding from an anonymous investor who wanted nothing more than repayment and his name as part of the business. Thus was born the firm of Garret and Tempest.
Miranda had a good eye and an innate grasp of design, and when John brought home drawings she would make a suggestion here and point out a problem there. Before long, she was quietly working by his side. John was proud to admit she was much more creative than he was. During the six years of their marriage, he taught her everything he knew and she gradually took over most of the design work, whereas he was the public face of the firm.
"... could scarcely avoid the comparison, as it was so annoyingly obvious ..."
When John died in a construction accident, along with his construction supervisor, Mr. West, Miranda inherited the company, and its debts, and the firm continued with the projects already under way. Miranda hired Mr. West's sister, Clara — who had a clever mind with figures — to assist Mr. Emmett Clarke, who had been John's assistant. But in the second year after John's death Clara pointed out the firm would not survive without new business. For that they needed a chief architect. Upon reflection, Miranda still wasn't entirely sure how it had happened, but there had been a void in her life and doing the design work she had done with John filled that emptiness.
Now, Emmett was the liaison with clients, Clara ran the company and Miranda produced the designs. There were a handful of additional employees as well. Garret and Tempest had endured and Miranda continued to make regular payments to Mr. Tempest's financial representatives. While the firm was prospering, Miranda, Clara and Emmett knew if Miranda's role became public knowledge, the company would not survive, no matter how good its reputation. The world would simply not accept a woman doing work that was thought best done by men. But Miranda had an obligation to the people who had worked for John, and now worked for her, to avoid failure at all costs.
Keeping her work a secret, even from her family, hadn't been easy, especially when it came to Bianca. She wasn't merely Miranda's sister but her dearest friend. But Bianca hadn't seemed to notice that Miranda was unusually busy these days and that the sisters were meeting more and more often here at the Ladies Tearoom at Fenwick and Sons, Booksellers. It was convenient to the Garret and Tempest office, was a favorite of Sebastian's wife, Veronica, and, more importantly to Bianca, had become quite the place for ladies of society to frequent.
"... and I thought, if she could, why couldn't I? After all, it's not ..."
Miranda had just come from a meeting with Clara and Mr. Clarke about a lucrative new commission to redesign and rebuild a manor house that had been devastated by fire. While they couldn't afford to pass on the job, taking it would be difficult. Fairborough Hall was an hour away from London by train and the work would require the presence of someone from the firm nearly every day during construction. But Emmett's wife was with child and she was having difficulties. She had already had two previous miscarriages and her doctor was insisting she stay in bed. Emmett did not want to be away from London should she have need of him. Miranda and Clara could not fault him for that although the two women acknowledged between themselves, if his employer had been male, his reluctance would not have been tolerated. The three decided there was no choice but to have Miranda meet with Lord Stillwell and, should they get the commission, she would present the plans and represent the firm during construction. They agreed that there was no need to reveal the true architect.
"... which, of course, will prove difficult as I have not heard from him for more than a year now. Nor have I wished ..."
Aside from the obvious difficulties, Miranda wasn't at all sure she was up to the task of dealing with someone like Lord Stillwell. He had a reputation that could only be called, well, wicked. She'd never met the man, but she had seen him at one social event or another. He was quite handsome and dashing and reportedly most charming. He did seem to laugh a great deal and he inevitably had the most devilish glint in his eye. She thought he was around Sebastian's age and had skated remarkably close to scandal in his youth. Of course, so had her brothers. And while, from what she had heard, he had reformed somewhat with maturity, one could not discount his history. Why, the man had been engaged three times and had never once made it to the altar. Surely toying with the hearts of not one but three women was the very definition of wicked. One failed engagement might not be his fault, but three?
"... will be scandal, no doubt. But it does seem to me, in these circumstances, scandal is the lesser ..."
She'd never really met a man with quite as wicked a reputation, which did, in hindsight, seem rather a pity. Her brothers, of course, had all been enthusiastic in their younger days, but one did hesitate to think of one's own brothers as wicked. John hadn't been the least bit wicked. Now that he was gone, there had been moments, late in the night, when she had wondered what it might be like to be with a wicked man. In his arms, in his bed. She would never dare say it aloud, never admit it to anyone, but for Miranda Garret, wicked had a great deal of appeal. She was at once apprehensive and rather excited at the thought of meeting the wicked Lord Stillwell.
"Then you agree?"
Certainly the man wouldn't throw her to the ground and have his way with her on their first meeting. Nor would he run kisses up the inside of her arm or pull her into his embrace and press his lips to hers. The very idea was absurd. He was a gentleman, after all. She'd never truly been seduced although that too had a certain amount of appeal. Not that she would allow him to do so at any rate. Not on their first meeting, or ever. After all, she was a woman of business. And, even if it wasn't known to more than a handful of people, she rather liked the title. And a woman of business would never allow herself to be seduced by a man with a wicked reputation. Resolve washed through her. Why, the very thought that she could not handle Lord Stillwell was absurd. She was more than up to the challenge. Still, she couldn't deny her anticipation in regard to meeting the disreputable lord equaled her apprehension, even if there was —
"Do you agree or not?" Bianca said sharply.
Agree to what?
"There is a great deal to consider," Miranda said cautiously.
"That is exactly what I have been doing." Bianca's eyes narrowed. "You haven't listened to a word I said, have you?"
"I most certainly have."
"I get the distinct feeling more often than not that you pay absolutely no attention to me whatsoever."
"Don't be absurd." Miranda shrugged off the charge, ignoring a twinge of guilt at its accuracy. "You have my complete attention."
"Do I?" Bianca studied her closely. "Then tell me, do you or do you not agree with my decision to seek a divorce?"
"Divorce?" Miranda gasped in spite of herself. For once, Bianca's incessant chatter was important. Who would have imagined it?
"I knew you weren't listening," Bianca sniffed. "This is an enormous decision. The biggest decision of my life thus far aside from wedding that beastly man in the first place. And, as I value your opinion above all others, I should like to hear it."
"A Hadley-Attwater has never been divorced."
"I believe I mentioned that."
"Mother and Adrian and, oh, well, everyone will be shocked. And horrified really."
"Yes, I said that as well." Bianca's tone hardened.
"Absolutely no one will support you in this."
"I am prepared for that." Bianca's gaze met her sister's. "What I want to know is will you? In spite of its shocking nature, do you think I'm doing the right thing?"
"Yes," Miranda said without thinking. "I do."
"Really?" Bianca stared. "You don't think I'm being rash or foolish?"
"No, I don't. You were rash and foolish when you married Martin. This decision is far wiser than that." Miranda shook her head. "The man has virtually abandoned you."
"We did not suit," Bianca said under her breath. It was more than simply not suiting, but Miranda knew better than to bring that matter up. She was the only one Bianca had ever confided in. Partially because she had felt so very stupid at her choice of husband and did not wish for the rest of the family to know and partially because her brothers would have more than likely killed the brute.
"You have been separated and living apart for nearly four years and you haven't even spoken for a good year or more."
"I don't know where he is." Bianca set her lips together in a firm line. "I fear I shall have to track him down before I can do anything at all."
"You do realize society may never forgive you."
"Nonsense." Bianca scoffed. "It has been my observation that society forgives anything if one is not involved in outright scandal or —"
"Divorce is generally considered outright scandal."
Bianca ignored her. "Or if one has enough money."
"And Adrian and Hugh were clever enough to take the legal precautions to make certain your money remained your own."
"I resented them a bit in the beginning, you know. The fact that they didn't completely trust the man I was to marry." Bianca heaved a heartfelt sigh. "One of the worst parts of this is having to admit they were right and I was so very wrong." She wrinkled her nose. "I do hate to admit I was wrong."
"That, dear sister, is a Hadley-Attwater trait. It's in our blood."
"Hopefully, they won't rub it in my face."
"I daresay they will all be most kind. Once they get over the shock." Miranda took her sister's hand. "Why, I suspect they won't even gloat for some time, perhaps even years."
"Something to look forward to, I suppose."
Miranda was not at all the kind of person to consider her own needs at the expense of others and she did not do so now. But she couldn't ignore the thought that the impropriety of her business pursuits paled dramatically in light of her sister's decision to seek a divorce. Indeed, if she timed the revelation of her secret correctly ...
"Then you think I have made the right decision?"
"Oh, my dear Bianca." Miranda cast her sister her most encouraging smile. "I don't know that you can do anything else."CHAPTER 2
"You have me at a disadvantage, I'm afraid." Win peered around the woman, who had introduced herself as Lady Garret, at the carriage he had sent to fetch the representative of Garret and Tempest from the train. The carriage had stopped at the foot of the circular drive, discharged the lady and appeared to be empty of additional occupants. "Lady Garret —" He glanced down at her or rather where she had been a moment ago. She was now striding toward Fairborough Hall.
He hurried after her. "I say, Lady Garret, I was not expecting —"
"You were not expecting a female," she said over her shoulder. She carried a paperboard tube and a satchel and was pretty enough in an ordinary sort of way. The kind of woman one would glance at approvingly but might not look at a second time. Her clothing, while obviously of quality, was a few years out of fashion, and nondescript in color and style. She was a good six inches shorter than he with hair a warm shade of walnut worn in a severe manner under an entirely too sensible hat and eyes that were neither green nor brown, or perhaps a bit of both. An intriguing color — hazel, he supposed — although she had scarcely paused long enough for him to be certain. Pity, he had always found knowing the color of a woman's eyes to be most useful for spontaneous flattery.
Win suspected Lady Garret would not be susceptible to spontaneous flattery. In truth, there was a practical, no-nonsense air about her, vaguely reminiscent of a governess that said, far louder than words, that this was a woman not to be trifled with. "No, I most certainly was not."
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A little women's lib, a little male chavanism, a lot of family interference, a little romance (finally!) and a couple of ghosts thrown in for good measure. Slow and draggy at times.
The Millworth books have a certain happiness to them. Winfield is a wonderful character who appears in several books and only becomes fully realized after reading the previous ones. I read this one first and then the others and i reread this one to really appreciate the full experience.
Victoria Alexander creates wonderfully entertaining stories that keep you hooked until the very end. This story starts with a tragedy that leads to a true love. When Winfield Elliott, Viscount Stillwell's country home is destroyed by fire, he hires a highly recommended architecture firm and is surprised when Lady Miranda Garret steps out of the carriage. Miranda is a widow who has secretly been the architect in her husband's company and has decided to continue to do the work. Winfield has 3 failed engagements but is still determined to find a wife. Miranda and Win constantly clash and have verbal sparring matches. Under all the sparks is the attraction that they aren't sure will suit. As they both grow closer, they still have issues of trust and history to overcome.
Another great one. I love the strength of the heroine Miranda. Winfield as hero is delicious. Of course the banter makes these characters come alive.
It was funny.I enjoyed it
The Importance of Being Wicked The Importance of Being Wicked is an entertaining historical romance, with a cheeky heroine who keeps her charming hero on his toes, amusing flirtations, a little heat, and quite a bit of heart. - Full review available at BookTrib or RomanticReadsandSuch.
Still laughing in Chapter 5!
THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING WICKED by Victoria Alexander is an interesting Regency Historical Romance,which is a crossover with the "Millworth Manor" series. Winfield Elliott, Viscount Stillwell has had three failed engagements. Lady Miranda Garret has a guarded secret. A wickedly wonderful story of secrets,trust,misunderstandings,and true love. Witty banter brings these two characters to life,as they jump off the pages. Can Win finally complete an engagement? You will need to read "The Importance of Being Wicked" to find out. Another wonderfully written,laughter filled historical romance by this author. Romance and nothing but lost romance. A great read! Received for an honest review from the publisher and Net Galley. RATING: 4 HEAT RATING: MILD REVIEWED BY: AprilR, My Book Addiction Reviews
Sorry, not one of VA best. I couldn't get passed the first few chapters. The heroine is too brass and bossy I couldn't get passed it. Some ppl may say she is a strong female but that is not how I took her. I may try and pick it up again but my TBR pile is way too big right now. However, I liked the hero and found him fatehr charming and funny.
~Reviewed by SUZANNE & posted at Under the Covers Book Blog ...it doesn’t all have to be doom and gloom for you to have a book containing a well drawn hero and heroine” ~ Under the Covers Winfield Elliott, Viscount Stillwell has had three fiancees but has yet to see the altar and has no current desire to look for his fourth, especially now that his family’s home has burned down. So the last thing he expects when he hires an architect firm to rebuild his country home was the widowed Lady Miranda Garrett to step out of her carriage, in her ugly shoes, and start to take charge of not just the rebuilding of his home, but his heart as well. Miranda has always secretly wanted a wicked man, and Winfield Elliott does have a certain reputation but instead of finding him charming and flirtatious he was rather…annoying and stodgy, why hasn’t he kissed her yet? I am newly converted to Victoria Alexander, I love her brand of light hearted and funny historical romance. Although I have only read a few of Ms Alexander’s books with each one she has created likable and dimensional characters, which just proves it doesn’t all have to be doom and gloom for you to have a book containing a well drawn hero and heroine. What she also excels at is dialogue, the banter was witty and funny, even when the couple argued (which happened a lot) making a perma-smile appear on my face whilst I was reading The Importance of Being Wicked. However, if you are looking for a truly wicked hero then you have come to the wrong book, although Winfield was charming and a flirt he didn’t strike me as at all wicked. When it came down to it he was just a very nice man who has previously had very bad taste in fiancees, luckily I have a soft spot for charming yet nice men. Of both of them, it was Miranda who was the most shocking (for her time) being a woman of business. Miranda also went through an ugly duckingesque transformation as she gains more confidence and I liked seeing her stand up for herself; my favourite parts of the book are seeing her tell various people off, including Win. The only part of the book I didn’t like was towards the end where all sorts of misunderstanding happen that seemed to pop out the blue and didn’t serve any kind of purpose and to me read a lot like page filler. Luckily by then I already liked the book and the people in it so it baffled me that this was put in. A great read, I am definitely going to continue exploring more of Victoria Alexander’s books and look forward to the next book in this series. *ARC provided by publisher
When Millworth Manor, ancestral home of the Stillwell family, is severely damaged in a fire scion Winfield hires a small but respected architectural firm to handle the rebuilding. Unbeknownst to him, or indeed any of her family, Lady Miranda Garrett has been running the firm and acting as its head architect. Of course she's heard of the notorious Viscount Stillwell's reputation and three broken engagements, as indeed who hasn't? The highlight of this story is the witty dialogue as Miranda fights to keep the upper hand over a somewhat befuddled Winfield who is determined to find out her secrets. The likely of an untrained female managing to successfully work as an architect is a bit more to swallow than most romances demand and as other reviews have noted there is not much happening in the plot to really develop the romance. However if you enjoy reading clever dialogue and a cast of enjoyable characters this is the story for you!!
Lady Miranda Garrett has been the secret behind her husband’s, John, successful architectural firm until the day he was accidentally killed on a work site. Then she had to come up with a way to continue supporting his employees, keep up business as usual, without her husband to take the credit for her work. You see, London would never accept a lady architect and although she has been the designer for years to keep the business profitable she must maintain her secret. She now has the opportunity to work on a large job for Viscount Winfield Elliot. He is known to be wicked, engaged 3 times and somewhat of a lady’s man. Miranda must maintain her secret while keeping Winfield Elliot in the dark or all will be ruined. Viscount Winfield Elliot’s family home has been ravaged by fire and only the firm owned by Tempest and Garret can handle the rebuild in a timely matter. But all isn’t what it seems about the mysterious Lady Garrett. Not wanting to trust her firm to the rebuild, Win hires an investigator to find out all he can about Garrett and Tempest. Although there is mistrust and secrets both are inexplicitly drawn toward each other. What begins as a combative relationship soon becomes so much more. The question , can their secrets destroy it all? This was a sweet and enjoyable story filled with witty banter and lots of verbal feuding. I found the story interesting but felt the narrative between characters was quite extensive and the relationship was an extremely slow build. I also had trouble feeling the “wickedness” but found Win, our hero, charming and often reasonably befuddled. The Importance of Being Wicked was a charming, slow building historical romance. 3 stars. This ARC copy of The Importance of Being Wicked was given to me by Netgalley and Kensington Publishing Corp. - Zebra in exchange for an honest review. Publish Date January 29, 2013.
Nothing redeeming about this book.