Never Marry a Viscount
Montlake / September 23, 2014 / $12.95 print, $4.99 digital
She’s crept back into the home she lost. He’s crept into her heart.
Sophie Russell was once society’s darling. But after the disgrace and death of her father, she now finds all doors firmly shut to her—including those of her family home. To discover the secrets now hidden within its beloved walls, she’ll pose as a cook and spy on the estate’s new owner, a broodingly handsome viscount, who may have schemed against the Russells. Instead of dishing up the truth, the viscount tempts Sophie with delicacies of his own…
Viscount Griffiths suspects that there is more to his new cook than meets the eye—especially since it was a mistress he hired sight unseen, not a cook. With the hope that her passion in the kitchen will extend to his bedchamber, he humors the beautiful interloper. But when that passion burns to brightest love, revelations may shake both of their wary hearts…
The final sensuous book in the Scandal at the House of Russell trilogy will lay the truth bare.
It never bodes well when a tale of romance starts off with a lie; you just know there’ll be all kinds of tension before a happy ever after can achieve fruition. In Anne Stuart's Never Marry a Viscoutn, Sophie Russell decides a small untruth will be her best way into the Viscount Griffiths’s estate. It shouldn’t be hard to pull off pretending to be the new cook when Sophie’s skills in the kitchen have been raved about by her former nanny, among others. The biggest obstacle will be in dealing with the man who may have been party to her father’s murder and the loss of her good family name that has, in part, forced her to seek work. Still, she believes that she knows what she’ll be up against, having watched the Viscount from afar for the previous several weeks:
Alexander Griffiths, the new viscount, had a reputation that was far from stellar. His first wife had died under mysterious circumstances more than a decade before, and he’d lived far to the north, never venturing into society, presumably haunted by guilt. He was certainly haunted by something, Sophie thought, dropping down to her favorite spot on the ledge and taking out her cheese and bread. The one thing no one had ever told her was how exquisitely beautiful he was.
Mere gossip, added with what she’s seen only from a distance, aren’t enough to prepare her for dealing with the tall, dark, handsome man who's become her new boss. Fortunately for Sophie, she’s been assured he’s never been the type of man to show any inclinations towards meddling with his female staff.