The Danger in Loving
'Why not me?' he whispered, gathering her into his arms and pressing his lips to hers. Why not, indeed! Fiery Melissa Dean tossed her coppery hair. A storm raged in her blue eyes. She would not be sold for a title to crown her father's fortune. Hadn't the arrogant, handsome Lord Desmond just said that marriage was an impediment to a gentleman's freedom? She would never marry. She would be no man's slave! 'Let me go!' She hissed. 'Never touch me again!' Would Lord Desmond grant her her wish - and would she soon come to rue the day he had made her wish come true?