Rosie lived a knave's life on the streets of London, singing for her supper with a ragtag band of actors who were always one step ahead of the law. It was a credit to her thespian skills everyone thought she was a boy. But even Rosie couldn't fool a shrewd observer like Sir Anthony Rycliffe, a dangerous and exciting man with a few secrets of his own.

Now she had to play the most difficult role of her careeroffstage, as Rycliffe's wife, in an arranged marriage. Her only obstacle was that devil Rycliffe, wreaking havoc with her senses each time he kissed the well-rehearsed smile off her lips.