The Botticelli Man

The aristocratic nose, the imperious arch of his eyebrows, his sensual mouth... as Ursula Stewart stood in front of the famous portrait in the Borghese Gallery, she yearned for him as she had never yearned for any living man. And then, as if she had awakened into her own dream, he stood before her in the dazzling Roman sunshine... opened the door of his chauffeured black Mercedes and whisked her off into the velvet Italian night. She had found him! The resemblance to Botticelli's fifteenth-century masterpiece was uncanny! But she was to discover that Count Enrico Benvoglio was very much a twentieth-century man -- Rome's favorite playboy... too compelling for a beautiful young American art student to resist... and too dangerously seductive for any woman to trust.