When Della Neve went on a Mediterranean cruise she wanted a rest, not a holiday romance. Her future was already bound to Marsh Graham, the fiancee to whom she owed everything, who had brought her up, moulded her into a great star, and who loved her deeply.
But on board ship Della met Nicholas di Fioro Franquila, a charming rakish, devastating man of the world who treated women as playthings. Nevertheless, Della began to find herself falling for him as all his own women did; to become gradually aware that in Nicholas she was finding something that was missing in her relationship with marsh, rapture, perhaps?
But even if Nicholas should see her as something more than just another conquest, how could she think of him when she owed Marsh so much?
But on board ship Della met Nicholas di Fioro Franquila, a charming rakish, devastating man of the world who treated women as playthings. Nevertheless, Della began to find herself falling for him as all his own women did; to become gradually aware that in Nicholas she was finding something that was missing in her relationship with marsh, rapture, perhaps?
But even if Nicholas should see her as something more than just another conquest, how could she think of him when she owed Marsh so much?
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