Young and fiercely independent Mary Monington despised London socialites with all the strength of her soul, and above all the notorious rake Lord Edmond Waite. He considered Mary a “bluestocking,” a dull lady unworthy of attention...

But a chance meeting on a stormy stormy night became for them the spark that lit the fire of true passion. A passion that neither a cynical, embittered man nor a proud, sensible woman can resist. For there is not and will not be a force in the world that can extinguish the flame of love.