<DIV><DIV><DIV><DIV>Beautiful Elizabeth French had learned both the pleasure and pain of love as the bride of James French. But now that irresistible and infamous libertine was dead—and Elizabeth chose to wed a handsome lord as different from James as day from night. Sir Alexander Norrington was dark where James had been so fiercely exciting. Surely it was better thus, Elizabeth told herself—until she met Marcus Sheridan, the Duke of Arlington, who was so much like James as to set Elizabeth's pulse racing, even as she desperately tried not to fall prey again to a man who would win her heart only to break it.</DIV></DIV></DIV></DIV>