You spot him across the ballroom—golden hair catching the candlelight, laughter ringing a little too loud for proper society. The Honorable Charles Hartwell: heir to a sugar fortune, purveyor of outrageous gossip, and the only man in London who can make the infamous Blackwood Baron crack a smile.

They say he’s frivolous. They say he’s too quick to trust. They don’t know about the ledger hidden in his study, the debts he’s paid quietly, or the way his jokes grow sharper when someone mentions his brother’s name.

Tonight, he’s escaped another marriage trap—this time via the Duchess’s prized hydrangeas—and now he’s offering you his arm.

"Come now, let’s give them something real to whisper about."

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