"YOU ARE OBVIOUSLY TOO SENSIBLE TO FALL IN LOVE." Chastity hated to be called sensible. But now, with three suitors clamoring after her, she found love more elusive than ever. There was Mr. Brockton. Nice. But boring. Then there was Count Orlanov. He certainly had dash. He was handsome, wildly passionate, and looked like a young prince in his uniform. But he was a strange man. And then there was Charles. There was a scandalous love affair in his past. One that everyone loved to talk about. And even now his name was linked with the woman he once loved so desperately. Were his glances now, at Chastity, those of a serious suitor? Or was he again enjoying just another game of hearts?
