If she remained here much longer, there was no doubt she would be raped or robbed, even beaten and left for dead. People glanced furtively at the woman, but they passed her without breaking pace.

It was possible she was waiting for an errant husband, or perhaps she was a shopgirl who had lost her way. The lock of hair that strayed from beneath her hood was an indistinct brown. Her gray cloak parted in the front to reveal a high-necked gown made of dark cloth. But if she was a whore, she was dressed strangely for it. No decent female would be found here, especially after dusk. The area was crawling with beggars, prostitutes, swindlers, thieves. James, the buildings were a crumbling mass of filth. Here, a short but significant distance from the splendor of St. Such a sight wasn’t unusual in the streets of London, especially in the rookery, where human suffering was visible in all its variety. Derek Craven’s hard green eyes flickered over her as he came from the back-alley gaming hell. She leaned against the wall of a crumbling lodging house, her shoulders hunched as if she were ill. The lone figure of a woman stood in the shadows.

Together they will discover if love is enough to make dreams come true. And as Derek and Sara surrender to an attraction too powerful to deny, a peril surfaces from his dark past to threaten their happiness. But in a world where secrets lurk behind every shadow, he is the only man who can keep her safe. But Sara senses that beneath Derek's cynical exterior, he is capable of a love more passionate than her deepest fantasies.Īware that he is the last man that an innocent young woman should ever want, Derek is determined to protect Sara from himself, no matter what it takes.

His reputation is unsavory, his scruples nonexistent. When shy and secluded author Sara Fielding ventures from her country cottage to research a novel, she inadvertently witnesses a crime in progress-and manages to save the life of the most dangerous man in London.ĭerek Craven is a powerful and near-legendary gambling club owner who was born a bastard and raised in the streets.

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