A hot kiss with a stranger in a taxi? - DoneAn equally intense kiss with a random man in a club? - doneDo I have the phone number of one of them? - Shit. .

. I knew I'd forgotten something!My name is Dr Isabella Bronte and for the past two years everything in my life has been absolutely predetermined.

I'm the youngest professor in any faculty and I teach Ancient and Medieval History at Cambridge University. In order to afford my life, pay off my mum's debts and cover the costs of her care home in London, I'm using my further degree in art history to certify paintings for Christie's.

Because there's nothing worse for one of the world's most famous auction houses than auctioning off a counterfeit. My life is not really interesting.

Kissing 2 men within 3 days would be the highlight for weeks. I don't feel guilty, because the likelihood of seeing either of them again in London, a city of millions, is close to zero.

Now the summer holidays are just around the corner and I've managed to get a lucrative tutoring job with a rich Italian family who attach great importance to secrecy and pay for it. But I could never have imagined that my temporary employers would be the two strangers who have been occupying my dreams for days now.

The brothers Adriano, Lorenzo and Cesare are the heirs to the historically world-famous Medici family. I only know them as bankers, but the underworld recognises them as one of the oldest mafia families in Italy.

And even though I swear to myself that it's just a simple job, our meeting will set in motion a development that neither of us had planned and could cost each of us our lives!. .