England, 1844. He'd caught only a glimpse of her from the window of hiscarriage, but the young Russian prince knew he had to have her. Withinminutes, Lady Katherine Saint John was dragged from the London street like acommon waif and carried off to a sumptuous town house--for the pleasure ofher noble admirer. But it was a captive tigress Prince Dimitri Alexandrovfound in his bed--consumed with a fierce rage toward the Russian "barbarian"who had kidnapped her--even as she found herself desiring this tawny-manedAdonis with a hunger beyond her understanding... From the tempestuouspassion of that first encounter, across stormy seas, to the golden splendorof palaces in Moscow, she was his prisoner. But even as her fury defied hisbold claim of ownership, an all-consuming need made her his slave. Fortheirs was a fever that fed upon itself, carrying them irrevocably toward afinal surrender to the power of undeniable love.