Golden-haired Brien was indescibably happy: soon she would be the wife of a rich handsome frenchman. But when the glowing bride-to-be heard her fiance's drunken bragging about his past exploits, she couldn't bear the thought of matrimony to such a scoundrel. There was no way out-and Brien decided that if she must suffer a lifetime by the wastrel's side, she would delight in just one night of pleasure before her hateful marriage began.
Dark, rugged Allen Stewart wondered who had summoned him to the discreet, quiet inn, but when he saw the lush, lovely lady, he felt the need for ecstasy, not explanations. They shared a night of unbridled desire-then Allen awoke to a cold, empty bed. The soft, fragrant beauty had bewitched him and he swore that he'd search the whole world and pay any price for Rapture's Ransom.