Heiress Seeking Perfect Husband



SHANNON POWELL IS LOOKING FOR LOVE--IN ALL THE WRONG PLACES

Or at least that's what my chauffeur, Clint Dawson, says I'm doing. Personally, I don't think I'm looking for love at all--I merely said I wanted love letters to read in my old age. The fact that I said it to a tabloid reporter--and that I'm worth millions--shouldn't pose any particular problem, right?

But suddenly I've been flooded with responses, including one from a man who calls himself Cyrano. He's everything I've ever dreamed of. In fact, he's starting to sound like--well, Clint, my self-appointed bodyguard. Could perfection have been under my nose all this time?
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