Fragrant Blossom looked at him with eyes as blue as the China Sea. Such delicate beauty seemed at odds with the whipping scars across her back. This was no fragile china doll, but a woman with a will of steel. And she was determined to serve Darcy Fitzroy in every way possible.
He was like a god-tall and broad, with a voice like thunder. Most certainly a rich and powerful lord. And Fragrant Blossom belonged to him, body and soul. Willingly she offered him a thousand and one delights. So why did Darcy Fitzroy continue to refuse her precious gift?