He’s sexy. He’s filthy and he has bad ideas written all over him. As a princess, Margarita has always enjoyed the title and the privileges it gave. That is until her father expects her to marry a prince of a small neighboring country. A prince she has never met, nor has the inclination to meet. In the twenty-first century, arranged marriages should be banned. Right? Margarita’s father doesn’t agree. She knows that when her father makes a decree, he’s more King than dad. Which means she’s doomed. So, Margarita makes one final plea. She wants a vacation, to enjoy her last couple of weeks as a single woman. Then, she will dutifully accept her fate, and marry Prince Archibald—which implies he’s definitely more frog than a prince. Surprisingly, her dad says yes. Margarita is going to try and leave her single life behind with no regrets. To hell with being a good girl. Cue Eddie Andrews. He’s got heartache written all over him. He’s a definite love em’ and leaves em’ kind of guy. Which is fine. Because when this two-week vacation is over, It will be Margarita who will be walking away. At least that’s the plan.