Jessie Michaels

The engagement was a day old. The scandal was already on the road. The express reaches Pemberley before the happiness has settled: the youngest Bennet sister gone off with a charming scoundrel, and a ruin of the kind a family does not live down. Elizabeth releases Darcy from their one-day engagement rather than drag his name into the wreckage. So Darcy does the one thing a winter and a spring of hard-won reformation taught him never to do again.
He goes down into London's underworld of debt and bought silence and begins, quietly, to buy the Bennets' ruin back - the search, the leash, the marriage - on a single, absolute condition: Elizabeth must never know his hand was in it. Service that is known is a claim; service that is secret is only service. To save the woman he loves, the reformed manager relapses into the exact sin he was trying to cure.
And Elizabeth - who released him, who is watching a rescue take shape around her family that she cannot quite see the edges of - is keeping a silence of her own. She has spent a season convicting Darcy of deciding what other people are allowed to know. She is about to find she has been doing the very same thing. In a London where shame wears a hundred faces and every kindness has a price, the right thing and the thing love requires may not be reconcilable - and a man who has hidden everything must learn whether he can be loved once he finally, completely, stops.
The third and final volume of Jessie Michaels's When Mr. Darcy Atones trilogy - and the answer to the question the first two have been building toward: a man atones not when the debt is paid, but when there is no longer anyone keeping accounts.