Join the Lady Travelers Society in their latest romantic misadventure, from #1 New York Times bestselling author Victoria Alexander
She must secure her future
A lady should never be obliged to think of matters financial! But when Lady Wilhelmina Bascombeâs carefree, extravagant lifestyle vanishes with the demise of her husband, her only hope lies in retrieving a family treasureâa Renaissance masterpiece currently in the hands of a cunning art collector in Venice. Thankfully, the Lady Travelers Society has orchestrated a clever plan to get Willie to Europe, leading a tour of mothers and daughters...and one curiously attentive man.
He must reclaim his heritage
Dante Augustus Montagueâs one passion has long been his familyâs art collection. Heâs finally tracked a long-lost painting to the enchanting Lady Bascombe. Convinced that the canvas had been stolen, he will use any means to reclaim his birthrightâincluding deception. But how long before pretend infatuation gives way to genuine desire?
Now theyâre rivals for a prize that will change everything
Willie and Dante know theyâre playing with fire in the magical moonlit city. Their common quest could compromise them both...or lead them to happily-ever-after.
âAlexander is now the go-to author for historical romance readers in search of love and laughter.â (Booklist)
Praise for Victoria Alexanderâs
Lady Travelers series
âAlexander celebrates the spirit of adventure, elevates dubious scheming with good intentions, and advocates for the yielding of judgment and practicality to hedonism and happiness. Readers will savor every page.â
âPublishers Weekly, starred review
âReaders will immediately find themselves thoroughly disarmed by Alexanderâs deliciously droll wit and flair for clever characterization, both of which are on full display in this exceptional start to the authorâs sparkling new Lady Travelers Society series.â
âBooklist
âA delightfully humorous romantic adventure. Alexander enhances the missing personâs mystery with wonderful descriptions of London and Paris, but best of all is her cast of characters.... Add to this several laugh-out-loud escapades and a surprising ending, and you have the fun read of the season!â
âRT Book Reviews
âFor love, laughter, and lots of fun, read Victoria Alexander.â
âStephanie Laurens, New York Times bestselling author
âI really enjoyed the authorâs depiction of Paris, all of it putting the reader right there on the viewing platform of the Eiffel Tower or among the crowds strolling along the Champs Ãlysées. [Itâs] exactly the sort of thing when youâre in the mood for a non-angsty, funny and well-written historical.â
âAll About Romance
This book is for Carol Schrader, my favorite Lady Traveler, road-trip accomplice and dear friend. Regardless of mileageâthe adventure continues!
CHAPTER ONE
Mid-September, 1889
IT HAD ONCE occurred to Lady Wilhelmina Bascombe that she would no doubt die with a laugh on her lips and a glass of champagne in her hand. Now Willie suspected she would meet her maker with little more than watered wine and an equally weak smile. It was a sad state of affairs for a woman who, alongside her late husband, had not so long ago been considered the cream of societyâs fast, young, fashionable set. Still, there was nothing to be done about it. One couldnât go backward after all. One could only bravely lift oneâs chin and charge ahead.
âSo you see Aunt Poppyââ Willie adopted her brightest smile ââI have decided that a change of scenery would be ideal. I was thinking the Mediterranean. The south of France perhaps. Or possibly Italy. Or, oh, I donât know, Venice?â
âVenice is not on the Mediterranean, dear,â Aunt Poppy, Mrs. Persephone Fitzhew-Wellmoreâwho was not her aunt at all but rather her godmotherâsaid in a serene manner. âItâs on the Adriatic.â
âAdriatic, Mediterraneanââ Willie waved off the comment ââone vast body of water is as good as another.â
âIs it?â Poppy took a sip of her tea and studied Willie with a sharp eye that belied her advanced years.
âI should think so, yes. After all, the idea is to move on with my life.â Willie heaved a heartfelt sigh that was rather more sincere than she had expected. âLay George and the past completely to rest, that sort of thing.â
âSomething you find difficult to do at home here in England?â
âYou understand how these things are, Poppy. Life here is overshadowed by everything George and I shared together. Why, even our friends are constant reminders of what we had. And what I have lost.â There was no need to add that she had seen nothing of those friends in the two years since Georgeâs untimely death in an absurd boating accident. Oh, certainly they had been most solicitous at first but it did seem their concernâas well as their friendshipâvanished the moment George had been laid neatly to rest.