Mercy Goode is only truly good at one thing: finding mischief wherever she goes. Such as getting arrested at a murder scene with Raphael Sauvageau, a brutally handsome, ruthless smuggler with a dangerous past and a dubious future. The silver-tongued devil doesnt deserve a lick of her confidence, but she has evidence that hes not the killer.
She cant deny that hes relentlessly wicked.
Raphael has no time for obsession. Hes an empire to run, a murder to avenge, and a plan to save his brother that is likely a suicide mission. But this clever, infuriating bluestocking--who insists shes an amateur sleuth--keeps showing up where she doesnt belong. And for some bloody reason they cant seem to be in the same room without him yanking her into his arms and kissing her until theyre both breathless.
Power, prestige, and a staggering fortune hasnt filled the abysmal void where Raphaels heart sh
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