Miss Eliza Merriman knew how difficult it would be to capture Julian Dylan. For Julian was the handsomest lord in England, a prize women would and did do anything to win. Somehow Eliza had to be more dazzling than her captivating cousin Constance, aristocratic society’s most celebrated beauty. She had to be more endearing than her friend Anthea, who was everything that a man could seek in a wife. And she had to weave a sensual spell stronger than that of the ladies of pleasure who swarmed around Julian like bees around honey.