SummaryNew York Times bestselling author Stephanie Laurens has
created some of romance's most unforgettable novels. Now
she has created her most provocative love story -- and
amazing hero -- to date. This is the book that dares to ask
the question: Who is this man's ideal bride? Michael Anstruther-Wetherby is a rising member of
Parliament -- a man destined for power. Aristocratic,
elegant, and effortlessly charming, he is just arrogant
enough to capture the interest of the ladies of the ton.
And with his connections to the wealthy and influential
Cynster family -- his sister is married to Devil Cynster,
the Duke of St. Ives -- his future appears assured. Except that Michael lacks the single most important element
of success: a wife. Political pressure sends him searching for his ideal bride,
a gently bred, malleable young lady, preferably one with a
political background. Michael discovers such a paragon but
finds a formidable obstacle in his path -- the young lady's
beautiful, strong-minded aunt -- Caroline Sutcliffe. One of London's foremost diplomatic hostesses, Caro has
style and status but, having lived through an unhappy
political marriage, wants nothing of the sort for her
niece, who has already lost her heart to another. So Caro and the younger woman hatch a plot -- Caro will
demonstrate why an inexperienced young lady is not the
bride for Michael. She succeeds in convincing him that what
he really needs is a lady of experience by his side. And the perfect candidate is right under his nose -- Caro
herself. Then it is Michael's turn to be persuasive, a task
that requires every ounce of his seductive charm as he
tempts and tantalizes Caro, seeking to convince her that
becoming his bride will bring her all her heart
desires . . . and more. But then a series of mysterious, and dangerous, accidents
befall Caro -- an assailant has stepped in with their own
idea for Caro's future -- one that could involve murder.
Before Caro can become Michael's ideal bride, they must
race to uncover the unknown's identity before all hope of
what they long for, and wish for, is destroyed.
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