Angelique Archer gasped at the magnificent necklace. As Vendome Cosmetic's Dream Girl, she had mad admirers, but none as attentive as the mysterious Claude Dumont from Souveraine. She'd better return it personally--and put an end to this extravagance.

But her amazement in discovering that Mr. Dumont was really the teenage Prince of Souveraine was surpassed only when his uncle insisted she pretend to be his "friend" in order to avoid scandal for the infatuated boy. Why not? A week in paradise would be wonderful. And it wouldn't be hard to pretend with Tristan de Marshal--a most devastating duke.

[Taken from FictionDB]