The rain fell in a manner that seemed personally insulting to the Duke of Ashbury, but the arrival of Miss Alice Vance would prove far more disruptive than any storm.
Theodore Davenport, the "Ice Duke," has built a life of rigid discipline and frozen solitude. He needs a governess for his ward, not a temptation. But when the destitute but defiant Alice Vance arrives without references, wielding only her sharp intellect and desperate courage, she cracks the fortress of his control. Alice needs this position to survive. She does not need the complication of a brooding, arrogant Duke who watches her with a predator's gaze. Yet, beneath the layers of silk and propriety, a primal hunger burns between them.
