To the astonishment of the ton, the late marquis had disinherited the petulant Lord Lonsdale, leaving his vast estate to a darkly handsome Romany horse trader. Fabulous wealth was his for the taking, provided Dante would also take the bride his grandfather had specified. The arrogant gypsy had swept Lady Esme Harcourt her into his arms, awakening both her desire and her disdain. Though her hand might be promised to the new Marquis of Alston, she swore never to wed a man whose birth put him so far beneath her. But no matter how she protested against Dante as her husband, her heart had already accepted him as her wild GYPSY LOVER.