Author: Nina G. Jones
Genre: New Adult, Romance, Dark, Contemporary, Sociology
Reviewed by: Cassie
Summary (from goodreads.com)
I don't know what I was thinking when I hired someone to attack me. Maybe I was bored, or lonely, or there was a void so deep inside of me that I needed something explosive to fill it.
It was supposed to be safe. A thrill. A way to break through the monotony of everyday life. It was an illusion of danger that I could walk away from as soon as it was over.
Except that it wasn't. Because I had been in danger long before I ever invited it into my life.
My mission is almost complete. The bubbling boil of vengeance that heats my blood might finally simmer.
She is the last piece of the puzzle. Once I destroy her, everyone who ever hurt me will have paid their debt.
It was supposed to be quick and easy, but as soon as I met her it got complicated.
Well, I'll say this: not my usual.
And with that in mind, I must also say I could NOT put this down. Did I want to? Um, YEAH. I felt hella dirty reading this, like I was actively committing some sin or corrupting my (somewhat questionable) innocence by continuing this beast of a story.
Sinfully delicious. I don't even know if delicious is the right word, but it's captivating. You can see it's going down a dark, dark road . . . And you just can't help wanting to see it through the end.
Oooooh, perfectly messed up. Maybe they didn't mesh quite right and I questioned whether or not their chemistry/romance would work--but alas, I came to the conclusion that they were meant to be. One problem I just couldn't let go of though: TAX IS NOT A SEXY NAME. NO. ABSOLUTELY NOT.
I saw it and I laughed and I wondered if this was seriously happening. And it was.
A mixture of disgust, morbid curiosity, disbelief, and dirtiness accompanied me throughout the entirety of the read.
Did I question Mia's sanity?
Yes. Yes I did. This girl was not right in the head.
Did I enjoy Tax's insanity?
In general, yes.
Did I have my doubts about their romance?
A man attacks a woman, yet she finds it acceptable and somehow excusable? And she then finds him HOT and strangely MAGNETIC? And the way he treats her--like a cheap ho who deserves degradation?
Um. Normally I'd slap them both silly, and then the author once or twice for making me experience such stupidity.
But . . . Somehow Nina G. Jones weaves her magic and made me think,
Reckless. Irresponsible. Dirty. Dangerous. Exhilarating. Erotic. Wild. Euphoric. How can one thing be all of those? How can peering into the gutter of my soul feel like I just touched heaven?
It's raw. Gritty. Disturbing. Dark. Dirty. And utterly, utterly captivating.
Don't fucking act like you don't like this shit, Mia. I know you want someone to dirty you up. I'll make you fucking filthy.Not a book for everyone; it's a dark, dark read. But if you're feeling adventurous one day . . . Perhaps.
Hugs and kisses, everyone!