Katherine Wilson was barely eighteen. She is naive and believes people infinitely. What does she know about pain? That's it. Hunter Easton Heights is twenty-three years old. What does he know about love? Nothing. The son of rich parents, which automatically guarantees him an excellent future - self-confident, arrogant, privileged. He never lived with nerves outward, he was not turned inside out by emotions. After the death of his mother, Katerina is forced to sell a modest house in the small town of Dumfries in the south of Scotland and move to a fashionable mansion in Carlisle with her father and stepmother. But how will her newly-minted relative, Hunter Heights, react to the appearance of her new relative in his house?