Determined to avoid being trapped into marriage by scheming women, Marcus Ridley, the viscount of Fairfax, finds his views on the fairer sex challenged by Clarissa Carter, the beautiful daughter of a steward, who captures his heart. Original.
The hero, Marcus, was quite a pompous ass when all is said and done but when a guy is chased so mercilessly by anything in skirts, I suppose that can happen. The heroine, Clarissa, was just plain charming. She was quite young when the story started, 16-17, and still so full of mischief that she was just plain fun. Marcus, almost against his will, was quite puffed up in his own conceit due to the husband-hunters who were constantly on his trail. And yet, there was something redeeming about him—I'm just not exactly sure what to call it. Clarissa matures throughout the book due to a series of happenings beyond her control and becomes a pleasant, albeit still mischievous, young woman. In the end, she proves to be quite a rock for Marcus's family, especially his mother. No big surprise it takes a lightening bolt, figuratively, to make Marcus realize he was in love with Clarissa.
I really liked this book. I laughed, I cried, I had a good time reading it.