While others made haste to move from Elliot Franklin's path, one chit stood her ground. Some would whisper it was her recklessness, others would say it was her immaturity to heed danger. Danella Pennworthy knew it was probably a little of both. . .or something altogether different. From the moment she noticed him striding across the ballroom floor, she had been powerless to move.Never had Danella seen such a man as the Earl of Wynhurst. Power, danger, and pain seemed to reach out to her, calling like a wounded beast. . .or Dragon. The cold green eyes that assessed her sent unknown shivers coursing through her innocent soul, calling forth a love that desired to embrace, sooth, and comfort him.Elliot Franklin wasn't sure if the silly chit was a forward piece of baggage or if she was just too naïve not to know she was treading on dangerous ground. But the moment he looked into her satiny brown eyes he knew she was trouble. One dance was promised, but within a single heartbeat, when he placed his arms around her, when her skirts brushed against him, was like a searing to his mind and soul.Coming 2016: To Dare A Marquess – A Wynhurst Novel Book 2.