I’M BACK TO REVIEWING!!! This is the biggest break I’ve taken from book reviewing since I first set up my blog three years ago. The way Tristian cares, Killian’s vigilant eyes, and worst of all, my contented moments in Rath’s bed, were all part of a game.Ī game they’ve been playing since day one. Despite the awful things they’ve done to me, they actually made me feel special. I hadn’t realized how much they’ve worn me down and made me feel complacent, but it turns out they’ve messed with my head just as much as they abused my body.
Even having been subjected to his barbed tongue, he’s the first man to ever make me feel safe. Rath is the dark-eyed tempest who took me into his bed. To me, he’s the man who seeks to control me, with his cold eyes and possessiveness. Tristan is fair-haired and charming to anyone who doesn’t know better. He thinks I don’t know that he watches me when I sleep. Killian is two-hundred-and-twenty pounds of muscle, brutal physicality, and pure spite.
I just wasn’t expecting punishment like this. I agreed to be in their beds, on my knees, and punished should I disobey. I agreed to the contract that made me the Lords’ Lady, a position that requires me to do whatever they want, but only as protection from someone worse.
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