You're not much of a gentleman," she accused. "But my dear," he replied softly. "whatever gave you the notion I was a gentleman?" And before Catherine had a chance to form her furious retort, his hand tore at her bodice and his mouth closed cruelly on hers, demanding complete surrender. Catherine had little choice in the matter. She had married this man, albeit against her will, barely giving a thought up what marriage entailed. Now she was about to find out....