"My cousin will never marry you," Stefano said. "The Vincella have always been practical, and the present generation is no exception. Marco will choose the best of both worlds: a wealthy wife and a beautiful mistress."

His mocking words followed Jana as she rushed from the room, blinded by tears.

How could she have been foolish enough to imagine that the Conte di Vincella would want an ordinary English girl for his wife-a girl who had nothing to offer but love?