Alexandra Stafford always considered herself an adventurous sort. Escaping slave traders - no problem. Captaining a ship on storm-tossed seas - piece of cake. But putting on a gown and attending a ball for the crßeme de la crßeme of London Society now that terrified her. Especially if she had to dance with the new duke of Worthington. He held her way too close, made her heart beat way too fast, muddled her thoughts with his silken kisses. Worthington knew Alex was trouble the minute he laid eyes on her. She was stalked by a relentless enemy and enmeshed in a powerful prophecy, but even that couldn't keep him away from the captivating heiress.