To save her precious dress shop from ruin, Minerva Smith was forced to become a pawn in a rich man’s revenge. Against her better judgment, she agreed to seduce her benefactor’s hated enemy, Roarke Harding . . . and then heartlessly cast him aside. But when an invitation to a high society affair brought Minerva face to face with her unwitting victim, she knew she’d have no trouble playing the shameless seductress. Just the sight of his broad shoulders and manly physique ignited a fiery yearning, even as his smoldering gaze burned a searing trail down her own provocatively clad curves. And when his lips claimed hers in a soul-searing kiss, it was hard to know where pretense ended and passion began!
Roarke Harding, Earl of Whitecliffe, had his own reasons for swearing off the frivolous beauties of the ton. But he was finding it harder and harder to resist the delectable country lass who seemed anything but a lady. Only a courtesan would dare to tease and tantalize him in such a brazenly bewitching fashion! Temporarily abandoning his gentlemanly code, the beguiled aristocrat set out to teach the deceiving vixen a lesson in loving . . . never dreaming that their passion would carry them from the ballrooms of Berkeley Square to the dangerous back streets of London in a breathless dance of desire that would bind him heart and soul to the woman he longed to call . . . Mine Forevermore.
Roarke Harding, Earl of Whitecliffe and Minerva Smith