When Duke Nicolas Rondo strode into the dingy diner where Jana Laskowski waitressed and proclaimed her heir to the throne of his mountainous homeland, Jana thought he was joking. But there was nothing funny about the duke's intentions, the transfixing gaze of his dark eyes or the firm set of his sensual mouth.

Being swept away to the castle of a handsome stranger was every bit as idyllic as it sounded in fairy tales, except the dashing duke was more disarming than charming. Swarthy and sophisticated, Nicolas took Jana's breath away, but did he want her…or her crown?