Daisy Devreaux had forgotten her bridegroom's name.

"I, Theodosia, take thee ..."

Seriously, how many brides have you heard, forgotten their husband-to-be's name??

Daisy had two choices. Being a bastard child, her father didn’t give her much. Either she marry this Russian studmuffin beside her, or go to prison?

After much contemplation, the Russian studmuffin, also known as Alexander Markov, would be a better choice, since her father wouldn’t deliberately put her in harm’s way.

But he did.

Now, Daisy is married to a manager of a CIRCUS. Take note, a circus manager. But that’s not it. Alex is also a circus performer, the whipping kind. But that’s not it yet, aside from the fact that the circus is a roving type thus she has to wake up before 6am everyday, she also has to perform and wear a skimpy costume.

At some point, you would think that the worse things in life would stop.

But no, they do not. They get more worse. Daisy gets framed for stealing a hundred bucks, and now she’s the circus outcast. She has to haul elephant manure as punishment. Then she has to be part of her husband’s whipping performance.

However, things might be worth it, if only, her husband would have love for her.
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Don’t think that this book is a light one. Because it isn’t. This book made me cry like a baby and made me have an agonizing headache in the morning. But still, all was worth it. For it still managed to make me smile in the end.