Madeline de Lacy, the duchess of Magnus, prides herself on being one of the most sensible young women in England, which is why she can’t believe that, in a turn of the cards, her noble father has lost his entire estate – and her! – to a stranger.
On a mission to salvage her family fortune, she changes places with her cousin and companion, sending the meeker Eleanor to confront the man when had won Madeline’s hand. Now Madeline is free to enter the home of a notorious gambler, and pretends to be meek, humble, and competent with an iron. She is, of course, none of those things; she simply is resolved to win her family’s fortune back. Just when she thinks matters can’t get worse, she meets Gabriel Ansell, the earl of Campion, and they do. Horribly worse.
Four years ago, Madeline was engaged to Gabriel, and worshipped his arrogant kisses. Now, being forced to marry a man she doesn’t know pales in comparison to the ordeal of facing Gabriel again, the man who betrayed her – Gabriel, the only man she ever loved.
"Dodd is known for crafting spicy romances with a touch of humor, and this book is no exception." (Publishers Weekly)
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Good story. Not so good narration..
This was a good book but the description is a little misleading. It says they switch places so I thought there was going to be two stories. However, I was wrong and to find out what happens to Eleanor you have to read the next book. I can't see that happening. I feel like I've been tricked into buying another book and that irritates me to no end.
That being said, I did like Madeline and Gabriel. Her father, Magnus was sweet but a little crazy. Lady Thomasin was sweet, too.
I knew Rumbelow was going to be a creep from the git-go, along with Big Bill. It was a very entertaining read. And the sex was very well written.
As to the narration: You can tell this is an old narration of Ms. Eyre's because it's terrible. Her voices were ok but there was not an ounce of emotion in her reading. The hero and heroine were in a room and the bad guy was looking for them and if that wasn't the time to whisper I don't know what was. I couldn't wait to get away from that part of the book because it was just too terrible for words. No whispering, no laughter, no nothing. Justine Eyre is usually one of my favoeite narrators but not this time.
- Trish R.