Could she explain the child that never was --

Rowan's husband, before he was killed, told his aristocratic Italian family that she had given birth to a baby boy. An heir to the vast Cortese estate.

Only it wasn't true. And his lie trapped Rowan in a web of intrigue.

If she admitted there was no child, she'd be spurned by the family, something she couldn't contemplate because of her increasing love for her brother-in-law, Dario. But how long could she continue to live a lie, moved by her heart against her better judgment--and blundering into ever-deeper emotional turmoil?