“Trust me, if I was flirting with you, you would be blushing for a different reason, my lady.” In a desperate attempt to save her sister from marrying a rake, Victoria crashes the wedding ceremony, making a wild accusation… the Duke kissed her. No one dares cross Duke Arthur. So when her pretty lips darken his name with false tales, he does not let her get away with it, and claims her as his bride instead. He vows to tame the little minx. Only, when she breaks his rules one by one, he finds himself mad with an emotion he refuses to name… even as he longs to fulfill his deepest desire, and taste the kiss that started everything.