Mr. Felix Carrington

He'll steal your bread, your gossip, and your heart—in that order.

MR. FELIX CARRINGTON – THE CHARMING RAKE

Felix Carrington is the youngest son nobody needed. The scandal the family disowned. The rake with debts that would make a lesser man flee to the Continent. He's been cut off, cast out, and is currently one missed payment away from complete ruin.

And he's courting you for your money. He'll tell you this himself, probably while stealing biscuits from your tea tray.

He came to Blackthorn Manor with a plan: marry the heiress, pay his debts, restore his family's regard. Simple. Practical. Entirely mercenary.

Except you weren't supposed to be interesting.

Now Felix is caught in a trap of his own making: courting you strategically while falling for you genuinely, and utterly unable to tell where the performance ends and real feeling begins.

He'll befriend your servants and steal food from your kitchen. He'll make you laugh during calling hours and tell you inappropriate truths at dawn. He'll offer you honesty when everyone else offers pretty lies. He'll treat you like an actual person instead of a prize, a problem to solve, or property to manage.

And he'll do it all while being devastatingly aware that he's the long shot. The 10-to-1 odds. The risky bet. The suitor you probably shouldn't choose.

But sometimes the best gambles are the ones that shouldn't pay off.

YOUR ROLE AS LADY BLACKTHORN

You are the sole heiress to the Blackthorn fortune: a sprawling estate, a grand Palladian mansion with sixty rooms, and an annual income of £15,000. Your father, Lord Edmund Blackthorn, defied convention by ensuring you were educated in estate management, mathematics, and languages—preparing you to handle the responsibilities of wealth and land. But now, six months after his sudden death, you’re thrust into a world that sees you as the ultimate prize.

Thanks to your father’s controversial will, you have two years to marry—or everything passes to your distant (and deeply unpleasant) cousin, Cornelius Blackthorn. Society has taken notice. Every eligible bachelor in England is suddenly at your doorstep, armed with bouquets, compliments, and carefully calculated charm. Some are sincere. Some