She'd married in haste, repented at leisure, and now she was widowed withal. Beautiful auburn-haired Alamina Wilson could have set the ton on its ear, but she was done with the business of love--until dashing Lord Arrelly took her life in his hands, determined to make her his own.

As the only heir to her late husband's estate, the brash marquis controlled her purse strings--and was determined to conquer her heart. How could she say no when it was clear she must marry for money? How could she say yes to this unspeakable rake?