If you’re looking for a lot of, er, instruction on the art of lovemaking with such a predictable plot, the only twist is self imposed by NOT believing the plot can be that foreseeable (it’s almost genius)…then go ahead and crack this baby open. This is a mediocre read with underdeveloped side characters, but deeply established main characters. This was an overall dark read and although I didn’t love this book, I’ll give Jess Michaels another crack!
Serafina McPhee has been engaged to the Duke of Hartholm since she was a child. An odious and obnoxious man, she’s not even remotely saddened when he meets a sudden death days before their wedding. Just when she thinks she has escaped her father’s ill conceived marital arrangements, she gets even worse news…she is NOW engaged to the next in line to the Dukedom, a cousin of her former betrothed, Raphael Flynn. Although Rafe Flynn is a handsome man, she also knows his morals are loose (at best) and that he doesn’t want this wedding to happen anymore than she does.
So in light of an engagement contract that cannot be broken, Serafina and Rafe strike a deal – they will marry and they will have an heir and a spare, but they will NOT live a life together and they will certainly NOT ever, ever fall in love.
As Rafe comes to know more about his new wife’s years of torture at the hands of his cousin, he hopes to help Serefina heal through a formal courtship and plenty of lessons in romance and pleasure. Soon, he realizes that their burning hot passion has blossomed into so much more, but can Serefina ever allow herself to trust and to love? And like any good romance…by the time she DOES realize the depth of her feelings, will it be too late?
This is one of those books where I consider the cover better than the pages in between.