With the gaslights' glow upon her chestnut hair, no woman ever looked lovelier than American heiress Madeleine Malcolm. Her fortune and dazzling beauty attracted many men. Yet she looked for just one – Teddy Malcolm. The young rake had never satisfied her as a woman, but she had foolishly married him . . . and then had awakened one day to find him gone.
Now she sat across from British inquiry agent Devin Grant with her head held high. Not a quiver betrayed those cherry-red lips that Devin suddenly wanted to kiss. She was asking him to find her husband, but an unexpected magnetism was drawing them together in a much different quest. For when their search led to Paris, a sultry demimonde, and dangerous midnight streets, desire could sweep them down a road dark with secrets, stolen passions, and ultimately . . . rapturous love.