I will never be a true Chadwell as my mother repeatedly reminds me. I'm also failing to embrace her plan of marrying one of the many eligible bachelors she parades me in front of, dressed like the perfect porcelain doll. I am however a pro at falling for the worst sort of man at the worst sort of time, and I'm a sucker for the way Ware's dirty mouth and sizzling touch keeps me up all night. I'd also be lying if I said his willingness to fight...