Description
A woman of her beauty seemed out of place among the common workers. But labor she did, every day, in her flower stall. In fact, she was so busy with arranging a jasmine bouquet that she hardly noticed him at first. He was elegant, yet earthy. And as ruggedly handsome as the mountains of Kashmir from which he hailed. Indeed, the only clue to his identity as a saffron baron was a faint yellow tinge on...