She Was Heir to a Glorious Destiny –– but One Man’s Love Would Challenge Her Dreams . . .
For Sloan Stewart, romance meant only heartache and betrayal. Rip Stewart's eldest daughter was raised as if she were the son he never had. She knew exactly what she wanted from life: to take command of the sprawling cotton plantation, Three Oaks, that was her legacy. Passion was a danger to be avoided. . . .
But Cruz Guerrero had other plans for the iron willed beauty he called his Cebellina . . . named for the long sable hair through which he yearned to run his fingers. On the brutal frontier, many would simply have taken what they wanted. Aristocratic Cruz was not such a man. He would seduce her with the softest words, the tenderest caresses . . . and only when she surrendered herself to him in breathless wonder would he make her his own. Yet as Texas raged in the battle over statehood, even he could not protect his beloved from a web of treachery spun long ago . . .