A Ravishing
Redhead is a quick little read. After inheriting
his family’s estate that is steeped in debt, Henry, a Duke, is desperate to
salvage his family’s name and turn around his finances. A business opportunity presents itself, but
no bank in England will loan to him. The
only option he has left is to marry an heiress and use her dowry.
Margaret’s
mother wants her daughter to have a noble title. The marriage is arranged without either Henry
or Margaret ever meeting till their wedding day. Drunk and slurring through his vows he
deposits his wife at Heathridge estate and sets out for his business venture.
Henry returns
eight months later to find his estate in shambles, most of the staff dismissed
and his lovely wife running around dressed in men’s breeches mucking out the
stalls. Margaret left penniless for those
months has done the best she could to keep the estate running; even selling her
own clothes.
Henry begins
to make things right. Time passes as
they get to know each other. You get a
sense of love building, but they still sleep separately each night. Finally, on a trip to the city, Henry cannot
stand this separation any longer. He pounds
on Margaret’s locked door wanting in her bedroom and wanting into much more.
The overall
story kept me interested, wanting to see how things developed. However, there were times when it just didn’t
flow. A Ravishing Redhead takes place in a time
when marriages were arranged, women wore full length dresses and bloomers. Yet
every now and then the dialogue would slip into modern times.
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