A down-and-out cadet-branch cousin with no blood tie, a scheming climber who wants to land a rich husband—versus the black-hearted cousin who can’t stand the sight of her.
Linnea Rosewood: I’m an orphan, my house is powerless, I live on charity. I just want a husband who’ll cherish me—am I wrong for not being “nice” enough?
Lucian Ashford: Not wrong. But wanting any man except me—that’s where you’re mistaken.
His heart may be iron, yet it still bends beneath her thousand charms.
