As far as Diantha Cunningham was concerned, the handsome Viscount Rotherford was above all the son of the aristocrat who had treated her father like dirt--and Diantha's return to claim ownership of the great estate that the Viscount was forced to manage was the sweetest sort of revenge. As far as Rotherford was concerned, Diantha was a commoner raised by a perverse stroke of fortune high above her proper station--and a rumor about her scarlet past made his virtual servitude to her an even more bitter pill to swallow. How could these two keep from naturally hating each other--especially when they were fighting so desperately not to fall in love...?