When Sir Clay of York gambles with a gypsy named Luca, he doesn’t expect to lose his coins as well as his pride due to the gypsy’s cheating ways. He doesn’t expect to lose his daughter, Rosie, in the mix either. While he has no love for Rosie with her pale skin, white hair, and red eyes, he detests that he has been bested by the hated gypsies and he vows revenge. He will give Luca his daughter, but he will find a way to get her back and get even with the gypsies at the same time. The gypsy, Luca, needs a wife after his father stole his betrothed from him years earlier and so he tells the Englishman, "Bring your daughter to me one week from now." In the gypsy world, gypsies marry gypsies, and now Luca must face the consequences of his bet. After having been imprisoned and beaten in her own home, Rosie is both thrilled and frightened when she hears that she is to be wed. Though she knows nothing of this man, she never dreamed that she would ever be allowed to leave her father’s house. When she asks about her wedding and the man who is to be her husband, Rosie’s father refuses to tell her anything.
He's a gypsy. They were thieves, thieves who stole from hard working people and traveled around England in carriages. Rosie had heard that gypsies were ruffians and oftentimes beat their wives and had many wicked children who were just like their parents. And that was who she would marry. Luca would probably beat her and lock her away. Either that or he would push himself upon her and breed wicked, evil children.
As Luca approached the camp, he felt Rosie's trembling. His hand was rough and callused, like sandpaper. What will these hands feel like touching my breasts, my stomach, or even my… She met Luca's eyes and they appeared to be smoldering.
"Shall we go to bed?" he asked, stroking her cheek with one of his rough hands.
Rosie heard Luca climb into the back of the house wagon and head toward her. He began to undo his shirt, and Rosie watched him with interest as he revealed tan, hard flesh below. She smiled and he leaned down and kissed her gently. His lips were probing and tender, yet she felt electricity fill her body at his warmth. As Luca continued to kiss her, he reached downward and touched the sensitive area at her hip. She moaned and squirmed at his touch, and he chuckled against her lips, filling her with electricity. She reached down, fingering the top of his undergarments. She was curious and yet she had never touched him. Luca broke the kiss and gazed at her with a heated stare as her hand lingered.
"Is it okay if I?..." But she was too embarrassed to finish the sentence.
"Is it okay if you what?" Luca asked.
Rosie’s cheeks grew hot at the thought of what she wanted. "Is it okay if I touch you?" she asked, knowing that this was the root of his carnal pleasure.