"Now you belong to me . . . only me!" Her husband spoke softly, menacingly, and Francesca quivered beneath his touch. She had been forced to marry Raoul, a man who represented everything she despised. But, unable to ignore her growing attraction for him, she soon found herself torn between a husband she loved passionately and a brother to whom she owed allegiance.
Her new home — the decadent court of the ruthless Borgias — appalled her. She clung to her husband's professed love. With him she would be safe! How was Francesca to know she would be brutally betrayed!