Indeed, Sally Mallory's great success throughout the ton as a fine portrait painter had been aided by spirited independence--along with wit and extraordinary talent. But now it seemed she had gone too far.
Impetuous Sally had compromised her reputation, and now was to be forced into a marriage of convenience with the most distinguished art critic in London, the cold and arrogant Duke, Ian Frobisher!
Ian was proud, unbending, quick to anger--and though Sally sensed the hurt beneath his disdain, she was desperate to escape a loveless union. Impulsively, she accepted the disreputable Sir Percy Badham's shocking proposal. . . .