Never, in all her twenty years of life, had Star Berkley seen the likes of Sir Edward. He was so damned arrogant, so damned fashionable, and so damned insolent-and he was the most handsome man she had ever come across Sir Edward, for his part, could do without the pert country airs of a chit like Miss Berkley. She was impish, plain-spoken, and obviously not his sort, which was just as well, for it seemed she had stolen the heart of his closest friend. Then Sir Edward stumbled onto a most sordid secret: the Berkleys' estate teetered on ruination, and brother and sister were being brutally blackmailed by a vile den of thieves. Sir Edward meant to save them, if Star would allow him, and he was a determined man, determined that she would allow him ... everything.