Whit and Zora come from opposite side of the spectrum. Whit is a wealthy and noble-born gentleman whereas Zora is a Gypsy. The only thing they have in common is that they're both gamblers. Whit is in it for the thrill and Zora, for the money. While facing off, he makes a proposition with her to spend the night together. While intrigued, Zora refuses the offer. Soon after, Whit and his friends decide to ride to a secluded and haunted place where they encounter the devil. The devil grants them their heart's deepest desire in exhange for a small token they possess. Zora tries to save Whit and his friends but, unfortunately, arrives too late. The devil, amused at her tactics to defeat him, offers her as a gift to the men and Whit accepts.
I'll admit that this story had promise. The beginning was very interesting and the chemistry between the characters palpable. However, midway through the book, Zora's attempts at escape, Whit's fight with his conscience, and the chase just got too exasperating. I found myself thinking "we get it. Now move on with the rest of the story" often.