She was the most mysterious woman of her generation. They called her La Belle Dame Sans Mercy, and fell at her feet like ninepins.
But nobody knew her real name and nobody guessed from whence she came. It was as if Venus had been born anew and floated into the city on an incoming tide.
For twenty years she moved from billionaire to billionaire, fulfilling their needs while quietly feathering her own nest.
Then one day she was gone. Back to the village whose houses scrambled down to the sea. And to the man who had waited all those years…