Duchess For The Weekend

Effie is out of options. To escape financial ruin, she agrees to an outrageous proposition from the one man she loathes above all others: the arrogant, impossible Duke of Silverthorn.

His demand, among many others? She must spend a weekend in the country, posing as his betrothed to put an end to his aunt’s meddling schemes.

The role is absurd.

Effie is a quiet wallflower, not the sort of woman a proud duke parades before society. Certainly not a duke who has always made it plain that he would never marry beneath his station.

And yet, one desperate “yes” later, she finds herself seated in his grand carriage, heading towards a secluded estate where the act of future duchess must appear effortless, convincing, and entirely sincere.

His aunt welcomes Effie as a miracle sent from the heavens. The Duke plays his part to perfection.

A little too well, perhaps.

Because suddenly, the lines between pretend and real begin to blur… especially when Effie and the Duke find themselves not merely sharing a room, but a bed – and everything begins to spiral out of control… including her feelings.