Oooh this one is deliciously messy — secret past kiss, misjudgment, forced proximity, explosive chemistry, power struggle over Greene House, wounded heroine + morally rigid duke, and that “I guess we’re getting married” energy.
She swore she was done with dukes.
Unfortunately, one of them owns her future.
Lady Mirabelle built her spinster sisterhood on one rule: never depend on a man. Especially not a duke.
Especially not him.
Gabriel, Duke of Thornhaven, once kissed her beneath fireworks, promised to find her… and vanished. When he reappears in Kisswick, brooding and infuriatingly self-righteous, Mirabelle has no intention of forgiving him.
But explosions, scandal, and a town in chaos force them into close quarters—and Gabriel discovers he may have misjudged the strongest woman he’s ever known.
Mirabelle needs Greene House to protect vulnerable women.
Gabriel owns it.
And he refuses to sell.
When arguments turn heated and heated turns sinful, their long-buried desire reignites in a way neither of them can deny. Gabriel may believe in honor and consequences—but one night in her bed proves he wants far more than propriety.
Now he’s ready to claim her.
Too bad Mirabelle has no intention of loving a duke.
Not again.
Not unless he’s willing to fight for her…
and the future she refuses to surrender.