A masquerade ball. A stolen dance. A marquess who canât forget the maid who vanished at midnightâŚ
Sheâs a maid with big dreams.
A dutiful ladyâs maid, Miss Madeline Atwood knows precisely what her future holds: countless nights of dressing her mistress in silk gowns, pinning her hair in elegant curls, and selecting the perfect pair of slippers before sending her off to the ball. But Madeline harbors a secret dream. Just once, sheâd like to be the one who attends the grand partyâand tonight could be her chance. All she needs to do is borrow her mistressâs cast-off dress and sneak downstairs during the Twelfth Night BallâŚ
He's no prince charming.
Lord Justin Whitmoreland, Marquess of Whitmore, is a confirmed bachelor for good reason, and none of the eligible young ladies in London has even tempted him to change his mind about marriage. But after sharing one sensuous dance with a mystery woman, he finds himself looking for her around every street corner and in every ballroom. The very last place he expects his mystery woman to turn up is under his own roof.
Can midnight work some magic?
When Madeline is sacked from her job, Justinâs meddling sister hires her as her new ladyâs maid. Which would be well and good if they didnât have to face temptation every dayâand every night. Justin would have to be the worst kind of scoundrel to trifle with a woman in his employ, and Madeline believes she has zero chance of capturing a marquessâs heartâŚso why is it so difficult for them to resist stealing private moments together? Itâs the most improbable of matches, but if the slipper fitsâŚ
A masquerade ball. A stolen dance. A marquess who canât forget the maid who vanished at midnightâŚ
Sheâs a maid with big dreams.
A dutiful ladyâs maid, Miss Madeline Atwood knows precisely what her future holds: countless nights of dressing her mistress in silk gowns, pinning her hair in elegant curls, and selecting the perfect pair of slippers before sending her off to the ball. But Madeline harbors a secret dream. Just once, sheâd like to be the one who attends the grand partyâand tonight could be her chance. All she needs to do is borrow her mistressâs cast-off dress and sneak downstairs during the Twelfth Night BallâŚ
He's no prince charming.
Lord Justin Whitmoreland, Marquess of Whitmore, is a confirmed bachelor for good reason, and none of the eligible young ladies in London has even tempted him to change his mind about marriage. But after sharing one sensuous dance with a mystery woman, he finds himself looking for her around every street corner and in every ballroom. The very last place he expects his mystery woman to turn up is under his own roof.
Can midnight work some magic?
When Madeline is sacked from her job, Justinâs meddling sister hires her as her new ladyâs maid. Which would be well and good if they didnât have to face temptation every dayâand every night. Justin would have to be the worst kind of scoundrel to trifle with a woman in his employ, and Madeline believes she has zero chance of capturing a marquessâs heartâŚso why is it so difficult for them to resist stealing private moments together? Itâs the most improbable of matches, but if the slipper fitsâŚ