Captives of the Night
When the intriguing Comte d’Esmond enters a room, women swoon and men gnash their teeth. The count is fully accustomed to this reaction—and brilliant at exploiting it. What he isn’t prepared for is Leila Beaumont. One look from her tawny eyes is dangerously captivating. How…troublesome. Esmond can’t afford the distraction of an entanglement, however passionate it promises to be. He’s supposed to be working— for the British government! —and his employers want Leila’s corrupt and treacherous husband brought to justice. When the spouse, unsurprisingly and conveniently, gets himself murdered, all Esmond has to do is clear Leila of suspicion and proceed to the next assignment.
But not being hanged for her husband’s murder isn’t enough for Leila. She wants to learn the truth—all of it—from Esmond, a man who’s been lying all his life.
“Prepare to be wowed.”—All About Romance
~Read an Excerpt~
Paris, March 1828
“I don't want to meet him." Leila jerked her arm from her husband's grasp. "I have a painting to finish, and no time to make idle chitchat with another degenerate aristocrat while you get drunk."
Francis shrugged. "Surely Madame Vraisses' portrait can wait a few minutes. The Comte d'Esmond is perishing to meet you, my precious. He admires your work." He took her hand. "Come, don't be cross. Only ten minutes. Then you can run away and hide in your studio."
She stared coldly at the hand grasping hers. With a short laugh, Francis withdrew it. [read more...]
France, J’ai lu: Le comte d’Esmond
Italy, Mondadori: Prigioniero del desiderio
Spain, Mondadori: Cautivos de la noche