Author: Silvia Violet
Read copy: eBook (Kindle)
Published: December 27, 2016
Publisher: Silvia Violet Books
Cassandra Braxton's husband, Viscount Reddington, made her life hell. When he’s murdered, she cannot mourn him, especially when he continues to plague her from beyond the grave. His will stipulates that she cannot claim her inheritance unless she has a child. The clause is a cruel joke. Reddington never consummated the marriage.
Refusing to be defeated, Cassandra conspires to keep Reddington's death a secret. She goes to the home of Mark Foxwood, a handsome rake she’s admired from afar, and makes an outrageous proposition.
After being mocked by a woman he loved, Mark Foxwood retires to the country to spend the winter months alone. When Cassandra breezes into his study, he is aroused and provoked by her determination. As the two grow closer, Mark realizes Cassandra’s open, honest passion may be the only thing that can save him from despair.
DNF at 8 %...Because no, just no.
The premise was idiotic, the heroine even more so for thinking up the scheme (wasn't there any other way...Oh, wait, there was, but she just wanted her flower to be plucked!).
The hero was first a pussy at his ex's engagement party (he got his heart broken pretty easily for a supposed rake and libertine), and then did a 180 and turned into an asshole. Spouting shyte the likes of...
“I want you easily accessible. More importantly, you will be ready to serve me whenever I want, day or night.”and
“Go. Gather your things. Don’t bother with too many clothes. I don’t think you’ll be wearing them often.”to a woman he just met...
What a prince.