Recovering from a bad breakup with that asshole who stole her supposed biggest project-to-date by sleeping with her client's daughter and getting the project approval, Noelle Vaughn decided it's better to just quit her job before she'll end up murdering her ex.  Now unemployed, angry and with an injured ego, she traveled all the way to England to find comfort in ancient castle ruins and medieval architectural designs. As an architect and interior designer, her creative soul always finds inspiration from those things. But what if fate intervenes and played a cruel joke on her. It seems her simple escapade turned into something more complicated and definitely mind-boggling. Yep this must be joke right? Coz last time she checked, n****e tape is the trend not corsets! And where's the icecream when she needs it the most? "Wake up Noelle Vaughn O'Byrne! This is just a dream! There's no way I'm in 1872 when I was born in 1994!"