Though devastating charm lay in his wicked dark eyes, Miranda knew how fleeting Lord Rotham's romances were, and how long and painful the cure. Scandal was a way of life for this rake who had no regrets about his crimson past, and no desire for a tamer future. But his latest intrepid undertaking was too delicious for Miranda to resist. For he had stolen France's national symbol from right under Napoleon's nose. Yet what had begun as an exciting spy game turned painfully serious when murder was attempted. In the heat of it all, Lord Rotham was surprised to discover himself reformed by a clever miss. Miranda had been daring enough to steal his heart!