|About the Book|
The redhead hooted gleefully and grappled Julitta to him, spinning her round adroitly so that she could only kick back at his legs. He heaved her from her feet and slung her over his shoulder. He tried to kiss her, but she ducked her head into the cloak so that her crown caught his chin and made his teeth clack.Let me go! she gasped. Indeed I am no harlot! My uncle is lord of Chivingham-He did not heed her. The girl cried out to the waiting crowd.In Gods name -help me!Lady Julitta, mistaken for a strumpet by Red Adam, the impetuous, scandalous young lord of Brentborough, suddenly found herself married to the very man who tried to ravish her.She promised herself she would always despise him -but Red Adam was determined to win her love.