-Lazzaro, an owner of a luxurious hotel chain and blessed with the good looks of a Greek statue, and Caitlyn, still a naive work-experience student, once exchanged words momentarily—in the night without even kissing. Two years later, they reunite as employer and employee. Although destiny tries to keep them apart, Lazzaro fights it. He asks Caitlyn to stay on as his personal assistant—without knowing that she was deeply involved with the incident leading to his brother's death.
“Marry a girl from Barra Creek by your thirty-fifth birthday, or you’re out of the will!” This is the task Tye’s been handed, and he’s going to need help as the deadline is quickly approaching. Hiring a recently unemployed native of Barra Creek who’s great with PR work is a good start. Lizzy begins searching high and low for the local girl of his dreams—but will she ever get around to looking in the mirror?
Dejected and jobless like so many other Servicemen after the end of the Great War of 1914-18, Tybalt Hampton escapes a ball in Berkeley Square and meets a delightful young girl who has also sought refuge in the little Temple in the nearby gardens because no one has asked her to dance. It is too dark to make out her face, but in an enchanted moment they kiss in the moonlight and a nightingale sings in the trees above as if just for them. Two years later the beautiful Aleta Wayte, the recipient of that anonymous kiss, and her brother, Sir Harry Wayte, are forced to let their beloved ancestral mansion to a millionaire American called Cornelius Wardolf, disguising themselves as servants in their own home and at their tenant’s beck and call. Of noble birth but penniless, Aleta still dreams of that handsome stranger. So, when Fate in the form of a road accident brings him injured to her door, her hopes are raised and then instantly dashed. In her guise as a lowly servant how can she reveal herself as Tybalt Hampton is now the fifth Duke of Stadhampton and anyway, because of his impoverished estates, he has been earmarked by Cornelius Wardolf to marry his attractive daughter, Lucy-May? Is it possible that Fate could be so cruel as to bring love so close only to snatch it away?
