All his life, dark, towering Esteban had been denied his father's name; now he swore nothing would keep him from his rightful inheritance. In order to regain his vast Argentine acreage, the crafty vacquero blackmaiiled Krissoula, the unscrupulous wench who'd once tried to fool him. But the more he involved her in his plot, the more Esteban couldn't deny her effect on him. Her luscious lips begged for his sensual kisses, her ripe curves invited his arousing caresses, and soon he was ready to sacrifice his carefully planned scheme for one searing moment in her welcoming arms.