Lily has always lived up to her preacher father’s expectations of how she should behave, but all that changes when a hot stranger walks in to her hair salon and a feral need to have him takes over her common sense. On a whim, she screws him in the supply room, caving to a desire that only grows with each kiss.
When she learns he’s the billionaire alpha who wants to boot her out of her business for the sake of his own, she’s livid. But the pulse between her legs never got the memo. Things heat up even more when he offers her a naughty proposal that’s going to make this good girl stop thinking twice about being bad…
Each book in the Dirty Debts series is STANDALONE:
* Good Girl Gone Bad
* Good Girls Like it Dirty
* Good Girl's Bad Lessons
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Go screw yourself.
Marco Giordano read the text he'd received from Elizabeth. Of course, she'd already told him that an hour earlier when he'd proposed she sign a contract to become his temporary fiancée.
Sighing, he slid his Lamborghini into the parking lot of a strip mall.
What else could he do? In two weeks, his grandmother would turn ninety years old. He hadn't planned on attending her birthday — hadn't in several years — but a phone call from his cousin changed his resolve. Nonna wasn't just celebrating a milestone. Due to illness, she'd most likely be celebrating her last year of life. Maybe even her last month.
He parked his car and sat for a moment. His gut clenched like someone had punched him. What a joke. Due to his size and martial art skills, a man would be an idiot to raise his voice to him, let alone hit him. Marco ran his fingers through his hair. He would take any beating, anything to buy his precious Nonna more time from her congestive heart failure. I should have visited more often. I should have been there for her.
He hadn't been, and she could never find out the reason why he'd avoided her for years — that alone could kill her.
Shaking his head, he slid out of the car and shut the door behind him. His brother Nico had told him about this place, a small, rundown strip mall. It was strategically located in an area they planned on revitalizing into a cool shopping and restaurant oasis. A hip district. Their representative had been able to convince the owners to sell their retail spaces to them ... Well, all but one.
Now he had to talk to Lily Jenkins, the owner of a hair salon. She'd also been stirring up controversy, telling the other owners not to sell and trying to stall negotiations.
Why did this matter?
He could simply send a lawyer to tell her that her chances of winning this battle were nonexistent. He'd looked into her situation. At one point, her family had owned the entire mall, but over the past several years they'd sold each office space to an investing company or direct buyer. This was the last piece of property she possessed. With the amount of debt she owed, most likely she couldn't even afford an attorney. Yet, a part of him preferred to speak to her in person because he didn't want bad PR. As much as he knew he was right, only one bad tweet in the world of social media could make people second-guess their opinion about an entire company. He didn't want any dark clouds hanging over him before Nonna's birthday. That meant avoiding negative headlines.
He'd been absent. Now, he'd make it up to his grandmother even if was that last thing he did for her — he'd show up with a good-looking lady he'd claim as a fiancée, too. Show his grandmother he'd marry someday. His nonna had always bugged him about settling down, and even if it were a false pretense, he'd fake it for her. Hell, he'd hire a struggling, unknown actress to play the part.
Marco strode by the boutiques and massage parlors until he reached the last shop in the strip. A sheer leopard-print curtain adorned the window. The space was small compared to others in the area — certainly minuscule compared to the place on Madison Avenue where he'd gotten his last haircut.
Still, there was a kitschy charm about the salon. He knocked on the glass door, but a petite woman with a colorful apron simply gestured for him to come inside. The woman. His heart skipped a beat.
She had to be Lily Jenkins. Due the size of the place, he doubted she could afford employees.
"Welcome," she said. "I'll be with you in a minute."
Her green eyes twinkled, and he wondered if he'd ever seen a pair with such beauty. Specks of gold flickered around the irises, where a ring of avocado green encircled a brighter emerald color.
For the first time in his life, words failed him. He parted his lips to speak, but a huge lump in his throat prevented him from saying anything. He swallowed hard and cleared his throat. A sound finally traveled from the depths of his lungs, his voice coarse. "Hi."
"Please sit down," she said, gesturing at the chair in front of the large mirror. "I've been waiting for you."
She had? Maybe Nico had mentioned his issues with her standoff, though he'd texted his brother and told him he'd take care of her personally. Patience had never been his brother's forte, though, so maybe he had called Lily to warn her Marco would drop by.
"I have to say, I didn't expect such a tall guy. What are you? Six two?" she asked, and before he responded, a black smock swooshed over him.
"Six four," he said, straightening his shoulders.
"Whoa. That's amazing."
When she closed the smock's snaps, her fingers brushed the hairs on the back of his neck. The simple, accidental touch ignited a fiery response. His internal temperature raised to scary levels, and his groin stirred. God. She even smelled amazing — a mix of floral and spicy notes.
"So, what are we going to do today?" She played with his hair. "I like your current cut ... How about we wash it, then figure it out? Maybe just a trim?"
"Sounds good," he said, his brain fogged by the sultry way her fingers worked his head. Maybe she wanted to give him a haircut first to show him how talented she was and how she needed to keep her business.
With a gesture, she told him to head to the only washing station. For the second time since their brief meeting, he followed her lead, somewhat entranced by her.
He tried to adjust to the chair in front of the sink.
"Sorry. These were not made for a big man like you, right?" she said, then chuckled nervously.
Did she feel it, too? This animalistic attraction expanding between them? He placed his head back, and soon warm water deluged his hair. In an attempt to regain his typical control, he closed his eyes, willing himself to relax. She applied shampoo and lathered his hair. Then ...
She began slow, languid strokes on his scalp. His cock strained against his pants, and blood boiled in his temples. She continued the motion, massaging his head, her rubs firm and deep. His scalp sizzled with awareness, the sensation shooting down his body and searing every cell in its path. When heat coiled low in the pit of his stomach, his hard-on reached a painful level.
He suppressed a groan. Dio. He should stop this game, surge to his feet, and tell her who he was and what he'd do to her — but he knew when he told her, she'd hate him. Selfishly, he needed her hands on him for a bit longer. Never had a woman evoked such erotic reactions from him so quickly, with his clothes still on and without any intimate touch.
Though, her hands washing his hair then reapplying a creamy conditioner were living proof intimacy didn't need nakedness. He opened his eyes for a moment, stealing a glance at her. He'd expected her to engage in small talk, but he found her alluring eyes riveted on his. Her lips parted as if she yearned for a lover's kiss.
She removed the conditioner, her actions robotic and calculated as if she were in some kind of a trance. Damn it.
Pre-cum coated the tip of his cock, and he had never been so grateful for a stylist's smock. Not that she wouldn't be able to see his hard-on if she glanced down. She grabbed a towel from a shelf behind her and started to dry his hair. Again, her hands on him did a number to his usually remarkable self-control.
"Now I need you back at my station," she said.
He didn't miss the note of apprehension in her voice. "My pleasure," he said, following her lead. At first, the salon hadn't seemed so minuscule, and now the walls seemed to close in on him as he sat down.
She stood behind him, smoothing her apron more than once. "What do you want?" she asked.
Smiling inwardly, he doubted she was talking about the cut. "I want you."
* * *
Lily stood motionless, her feet pinned to the spot like the roots of a decades-old tree. She didn't dare yank her gaze from the mirror where the reflection of that marvelous specimen of a man stared at her, challenging her with every passing nanosecond.
What the hell was going on? She'd been on a dry spell for months, not interested in dating. Not that her busy schedule left much time for anything else but work — after she'd returned to the salon, she'd tried finding new clients. She'd gone to trade shows, taking workshops. All had gone well until a big salon franchise had opened across the street, and just like that, her hard work had turned into dust.
And now her body was a hot mess. Strands of heat charged within her, bolting down until it reached the wet place between her legs. Yep. Her clit throbbed in anticipation, as it had from the first moment she laid her eyes on this man. The man ... who certainly wasn't the guy her friend Tony referred to her as a potential client. Tony had told her he'd given her business card to a guy he met at a club. A guy whose name he didn't remember. She hadn't asked this hottie's name, afraid she'd make it awkward for Tony if she admitted he hadn't remembered the name. What if the two had hooked up? Instead, she'd hoped he would pay with a credit card so she'd discover his name in a more discreet way, without throwing her friend under the bus.
"You're not gay, are you?" she asked for the sake of asking. She had her share of gay friends and loved every one of them. She could bet there was nothing but dangerous maleness about the object of her desire.
He'd dwarfed her when he'd stood, but now, even sitting, he had the commanding vibe of royalty, of someone who could snap his fingers and fulfill his wishes. Besides needing a trim, his cut was perfect, the chestnut hair falling down on his ear, textured and sexy. She had indulged herself when she washed his hair, and wondered how nice it would be to do the same thing with his body, smoothing lather over his ridiculously broad shoulders and muscly chest just as she'd done with his thick, gorgeous hair.
He gave a hearty laugh. "No."
Shit. If he'd been gay, her stomach wouldn't be in knots. He wasn't the one Tony had said would stop by for a cut. Which meant today she was clientless, another day without making any money. Concern squeezed her heart. The last couple of weeks, her one worry had been how to keep her head above water.
The compliments she'd given him about his height and hot maleness stabbed at her. What if he judged her to be some hairdresser who flirted with every guy just to get a good tip? No. "Oh. I'm sorry ... Listen, I was joking around. I thought you were someone who was supposed to come over for a cut. And he's gay."
"Are you disappointed I'm not gay, cara?" he said in that deep, exciting, dreamy accent.
She sucked in her breath, bottling her reply and buying some time. Then she shifted her weight from one foot to another, unsure, feeling ten years younger. "No," she confessed, her throat dry.
A powerful energy passed between them as they stared at each other. Fire brewed at the pit of her belly. God. She was going to die soon if he didn't kiss her. What was happening? She usually had a five-date rule before she'd even go to second base, and now she stood in front of this stranger, her nipples tightening and her pussy wet.
He swiveled on the chair until he faced her, then pulled her to his lap, and she didn't resist. She didn't have it in her to fight this incredible attraction that sent electrifying ripples through her. He positioned her so she straddled him, and when she adjusted, a large rod poked against her. For once, she was thankful for her lack of clients and her empty shop. Heat seeped through the flimsy material of her undewear, and she gasped. When he'd been on the washing station, she made an effort not to look directly at his erection.
Now she couldn't ignore it.
"Good. I want you nothing but satisfied," he said, then lifted a finger to her face. The moment his thumb stroked her cheek, a part of her melted like ice cream on the pavement on a torrid summer day.
Blood pounded in her veins. She leaned into his caress, reveling in the warmth of his flesh and the goose bumps it provoked in her own. I deserve this. She'd spent her free time during the past three years taking care of her sick father. She'd seen their assets evaporate to pay for his treatment, then for her mother's surgery and retirement home costs.
His finger slid down the corner of her mouth, and she smiled. He traced her lips with his fingertip, his gaze transfixed on hers. She didn't manage to escape the undeniable appeal of his rich chocolate eyes.
His hand slid down, touching her neck, teasing the side of her breast, then he settled at the small of her back. A gentle but firm pressure pulled her closer to him, and soon he shifted on the chair and brought them to a sinful mold.
Her heart throbbed at the base of her throat, and she shut off everything around them. He captured her lips with his, and her world as she knew it collapsed beneath her. She opened her mouth to allow him full access, and he took every single bit of it. His tongue stroked hers with passion and urgency, the kiss growing hungrier than a ten-day fasting diet.
He placed his hand on the back of her neck, his fingers kneading her skin. Any kinks she might have had from moving stuff around her apartment dissolved under the power of his hand. Between kisses, a moan flew from her lips. Her hot stranger and possible potential client took it as encouragement, crushing his mouth on hers again, intensifying the kiss as if breathing became a luxury neither of them could afford.
She squirmed in his lap, and even though she was on top, he had complete control of the situation. It felt damn good not to worry about a thing. Constant insecurities of career, income, and worse, the bullying real estate company that wanted to buy her space, disappeared. She needed this, needed him.
She opened her mouth to reply, but again he disarmed her with the intensity of his eyes. Nothing that she'd say, no snarky remark could ever be a match to his enticing accent. He looked at her like she was a big deal. Hell, she felt like one.
He kissed her again, their tongues caressing each other with the intimacy of old lovers reunited. Nonsense. If she had met a man as arresting as this one before, she'd damn well remember. In one swift movement, he stood up and took her with him. She wrapped her legs around him, giggling, as he carried her to her tiny bathroom/supply room. If she'd cursed the area for the lack of space before, now she welcomed it.
He positioned her on the top of the sink without slowing down the kiss. If anything, it grew stronger, greedier, more urgent. When he reached to her back to undo her apron, she realized his fingers trembled. Desire renewed at her core, and she reached for his hands, giving them a small squeeze. God. Was this really happening? After no sex for almost three years, she was fucking a complete stranger in her place of work?
He lowered the apron until it bunched at her waist, then cupped her breasts over the buttoned white shirt she'd chosen. She arched her back, bucking into him so he'd end her agony.
"Dio mio ... You're so fucking sexy. What am I going to do with you?"
"Nothing too virtuous I hope."
"I'm just saying it'd be a hell of a disappointment if you brought me all the way here to hand me your business card or tell me you're married." She straightened her shoulders. "You're not, are you? Married?"
He shook his head, lifting up her skirt. God. Goose bumps rose wherever he playfully touched her. Blood boiled at a pulse behind her knee she'd never even noticed she had. All of her roared in a silent plea for this man, this man who thankfully wasn't married, to take her.
He continued to make his way up her thigh until his finger slid beneath her underwear. She wished she wore something sexier than the faded blue hipster pair, but he didn't seem to mind. She moaned when he found her engorged clit, her nub vibrating at his touch.
He explored her pussy, his fingers rubbing her folds, and she rode his hand, undulating her hips at every advance. No doubt he had skills, his deft thumb flicking her in a mad rhythm, on par with his three fingers sliding in and out of her, claiming her, each time deeper, faster.
Moans fled her lips, and soon ripples of pleasure washed through her, making her shake into his arms. Sweat slicked and freshly fingered, she could barely breathe. "God. This ... is ... was ..."
"I know, baby," he said, then rested his forehead against hers. But she needed more. She wanted him completely inside her, and quick. What should have ended her thirst for him only enhanced it.(Continues…)
Excerpted from "Good Girl Gone Bad"
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Carmen Falcone does it again with her new romance, Good Girl Gone Bad! First of all, can we talk about this cover? Oh my! It’s so sexy and it definitely belongs on the right book. In Good Girl Gone Bad, Lily Jenkins takes a ride on the wild side. The wild side being Billionaire, Marco Giordano. Lily is totally out of her element when she pulls Marco into her supply room and lets their bodies do most of the talking. The preacher’s daughter is usually much more controlled than this but there’s something about Marco that takes her breath away. It’s just too bad that he needs her too sell her beauty salon to him and she has no intentions of doing that! There might just be a solution on the horizon for these two, but it might include contracts, a fake fiancée, and a desire so strong it can’t be stopped! Carmen Falcone knows how to add the right amount of spice to her romances to keep her readers coming back for more! Can’t wait to read her next read!
Lily is just trying to make ends meet. After her father dies and her mother's health deteriorates, she is financially responsible for her family's debt ... but she will not sell the family hair salon to the big rich developer. Lily looses her head to a handsome guy who walks into her salon, letting him take her in the storage room in the back of her salon, only to find out that he's the one who wants to buy her salon. Marco was just going to ask the salon owner face to face to sell her property to him, seeing how nothing else has worked. But when he sees her, he has to have her and then he can't get enough of her. So he asks her to pretend to be his fiancee for a month to ease his dying grandmother that he is settling down ... and in return, he will pay off all her debt and she can keep her salon. This book is definitely steamy! I could feel the chemistry between Marco and Lily through the pages of the book. Lily is just a good girl who can't seem to get it together, but I loved the fact that she didn't let Marco intimidate her with his good looks and wealth. Even though Marco had this big tough exterior, he was just a softee on the inside when it came to Lily. If you are looking for a quick steamy romance ... then this is the book for you! I received an ARC courtesy of Entangled Publishing through NetGalley in exchange for a honest review.
Sizzling!! Marco is a billionaire and pure alpha with a need to be in control of EVERYTHING. Lily is a preachers daughter trying to keep her mother's dream alive after losing her father. Marco come into Lily's life at the perfect time and when they come together it is hot, hot, HOT!! This story had great characters and an interesting plot. I enjoyed it!
Holy hotness! This one starts with serious steam and keeps it up all the through the book. It also has a decent story to go along with all that heat. Family and business issues give just the right amount of angst to the story. Lily and Marco are great characters and definitely make being bad look oh so good. Definitely a book I recommend.
Marco Giordano needs to convince the hair salon owner to sell, he needs the location to build a garage. Trying to find himself a fiancée to please his ailing grandmother was complicated enough without having to deal with this Lily Jenkins person’s stubbornness. A client entering her salon put a stop to Lily’s musings, and when she looks at him, he takes her breath away. Everyone is welcome, she needs the business, but was she expecting him? When she mistakes him for a client, Marco goes along with it, but the sparks that fly leave them both stunned and aching, and Lily throws caution to the wind, and they end up having a quickie in the supply room. She doubted that he usually patronizes her type of salon, and when she asks him, Marco knows his answer will not go down well with the lovely hair dresser. Carmen Falcone knows how to make things hotter than hot, and GOOD GIRL GONE BAD has to be her hottest ever! Yet, it is a marvellously sweet story that will give you little shivers of happiness at how lovely Marco and Lily act towards each other, regardless of the scorching sex. Lily and Marco fall in unstoppable lust nearly at first sight, and I had no problem with this as the romance took a while to fully develop. I loved Lily and Marco’s conversations, as well as the banter between Lily and her mother; such brilliant yet simple dialogues. Marco had a heartbreaking backstory, which justified his reluctance to commit. Carmen Falcone knows precisely just how far to push the boundaries, she made me care, she made me all hot and bothered, and the glorious ending to GOOD GIRL GONE BAD made this super hot story all the more satisfying. We all need this man who will bring us lilies …
Even paper doll characters deserve better. I feel this a fault of this genre and it may be that erotica or graphic erotica writing needs nothing more, but all writing should bring better and promote an experience of useful enlightenment in that bond between writer and reader.
Lily is in debt, losing clients to a competitor across the street from her and also being hounded to sell out, so a developer can build a parking garage for the new establishments they're creating. Most of the neighboring business have agreed so she's the final hold-out. She can't bring herself to sell, it was her mother's shop and she has far too many memories to give it up. Although she may not have a choice if she doesn't get some clients. Marco and his brother Nicola are the developers but they've had an agent handling the details of the purchases. With Lily trying to dissuade others from selling out, Marco decides to pay her a visit. That visit doesn't go quite as expected and is one of the hottest scenes in the book. It also goes rapidly downhill when Lily realizes he's not the person she was expecting. On top of all the corporate stuff, Marco has a another problem, his grandmother is going to be ninety years old, she's ill with signs pointing to her not seeing another year. The perfect gift for her, in his mind, is for him to be engaged. However without a girlfriend he was going to have to go about it in a strictly business way, complete with a contract. With the mutually strong attraction between the two of them, Marco decides that he can design a contract that is beneficial to both him and Lily. One month in his bed and he will pay off her debts, pay above market value for her space and set her salon up in a prime location. She has to respond to the offer in 24 hours or it disappears. Lily determined to keep her salon comes up with a counteroffer. As he pretty much drools over her, he comes up with the perfect solution to his dilemma. She keeps the salon but she has to be his fiancé for his Nonna's birthday party in Italy. This was a quick, fun read, with some family drama, a sweet and feisty grandmother, lots of sizzling sex and a few surprises.
This is a hot, steamy read with just enough drama and sweetness to keep me turning the pages. Love the chemistry between Marco and Lily and how one touch ignited a fire that neither of them could stop. A well written book, believable characters that are well developed, a storyline that flowed and a great HEA make this a 5-star read!
No spoilers here, just a fair warning. Before you read this book, get a big glass of sweet tea and crank the AC because this book is HAWT!!! Carmen delivers again!
How sweet it is ... to be BAD! Good Girl Gone Bad borders on risque, but never veers from having fun. Lily is looking to step out of the shadow of a restrictive upbringing and sashay her way into a bad boy's heart. Marco is a waking fantasy for her senses and heart. If they can survive the ice storm headed in their direction, an everlasting inferno will be their reward. Falcone loves to be naughty even as she doles out the nice. Sizzle fest.
A sweet, yet sizzling hot story between Lily and Marco. Your heart just goes out to Lily after all she has been through, yet still maintains a heart of gold. She took risks to protect her family's legacy and found her way. She helped Marco become human. What a beautiful transformation! The ending was beyond romantic and heartmelting. I received this book in exchange for an honest review from the publisher through Netgalley.
Lily is a hairdresser and Marco is a millionaire trying to buy her shop. Fun hawt story with some underlying tension and sadness. Fun beach read!
Good Girl Gone Bad was not a usual Carmen Falcone story. I’ve read quite a few books by Ms. Falcone and I’m sorry to say I was disappointed with it. The premise of the story: a hair stylist and a billionaire alpha really intrigued me. As I read the book, I wondered where the storyline was and if there was one outside of the steamy sections which were continual throughout. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a prude but I felt the steaminess took over and I really didn’t get a chance to know the characters. I hope this is a one off for me but I did not enjoy Good Girl Gone Bad and almost didn’t finish it. I’d like to disclose that I received an advance copy of the book and I voluntarily chose to read and review it.
Lily owns a beauty shop which is struggling financially but she doesn’t want to give up due to the memories as it previously belonged to her mother. All the businesses around her have sold to a developer except for her and she is feeling the pressure. Marco and his brother are the developers that are purchasing all the properties but since his agent has had no luck with Lily he decides to try and convince her. When he enters the beauty salon he feels an attraction like he has never felt before and they share a steamy encounter until she finds out who he really is. Marco makes her an offer that he believes she can’t refuse where if she pretends to be his fiancée for his grandmother’s 90th birthday he will help her out financially and let her keep the shop. Let the games begin! I voluntarily reviewed an Advanced Reader Copy of this book.
This book is from the authors new series, Dirty Debts, and is sooo good that once I started I didn't put it down till the last period. The story has great characters, both are serious, funny, sexy and filled with guilt. The heroine is trying to keep her families business afloat while keeping problems from her mother. The hero has tragic secrets from his past and has grown into a man who wants no emotional ties; so dedicated to this that he has no romantic or business dealings without a signed contract. He needs her property for his new venture, and she's not willing to part with a business her mother built up from scratch. He offers a solution that is hard to pass up, but she must sign a contract and any break of that contract will mean losing her business. She's a preachers daughter and has no intention of hurting her mother, but can she do what the contract entails? I do my best not to give spoilers so I've tried here to give the overall view of the story. But there is SO MUCH MORE in between the lines. This is one hot read and is for OVER 18 ONLY READERS; but for us lucky ones over the age, the book is filled with snarky humor, emotional sensual feelings so volatile that it hits the both of them right from the start. So if you like sexy reads filled with emotions and humor, don't pass this one up.
I liked most parts of this book. Marco is developed real well. His life really pulls at your heartstrings while his actions under the covers pull at other strings . Lily’s character is not as in depth, but you still gets good feel for who she is, what she wants and what makes her tick. She’s curious and open minded in the bedroom and makes a great partner for Marco. The plot of the story is a bit forced at times, but the relationship is very well developed in the bed and also enough outside of the bed to make the reader think the 2 could have a future. My only real complaint is the role playing and talking during sex. It wasn’t working for me and made it hard to get through a bedroom scene. Some of the words used like Snatch and Big Daddy just turned me off.
Smoking hot and I do mean smoking! Lily is the last hold out in a strip mall that's been bought up by two brothers, Lily refuses to sell. The tiny shop was her mother's beauty shop. Her Mom now is a retirement living home, her father passed away, Lily needs to hand onto that one last piece of her Mother's past. She's deep in debt, she knows it's only a matter of time. Still she refuses. Marco decides to pay Lily a visit. When he arrives, Lily mistakes him for a customer at first, a laughable bit of confusion. Marco is all that and more. Dark, handsome and powerful and oh so sexy. So after he an Lily hit the storage closet at the shop and then he hits her with his business deal, she tells him to take a hike. Marco is all about contracts and paper. Sign here and I'm not emotionally involved and you know what you're getting into. When he and his brother Nico get news that their Nonna who will be 90 soon and might be her last birthday because of her failing health, nothing would make his Nonna happier than to know that he's found someone to be happy with. Marco had a tough childhood for reasons you need to read in the book. Not what you think either. So Marco comes back to Lily with a new offer, be his fake fiancé for a month, go to Italy and make Nonna happy and I'll do xyz for you and you can keep the shop. Meanwhile these two literally torch not just the sheets but about every surface you can imagine. I did find myself skimming a few of those scenes because I wanted the story. It's a good story, loaded with family issues, men who are still little boys and one woman with a hell of a backbone. **advanced copy from NetGalley and Entangled for an honest review. All thoughts are opinions are my own.**
This was a good one. It gets quite steamy so a cold glass of water is good to have handy. I wasn't so sure of Marco at first, but I shouldn't have worried because he won me over very quickly. You can fell the instant chemistry between the two. Though they are on opposite sides because Marco and his brother want her salon for development. She won't give it up without a fight so an arrangement is set between the two. It had a great balance of heat and story.