Francisco Cabot is an undercover narc for the police. Having lived his entire life on the underbelly of society, he is the perfect man to infiltrate hard-core gangs, gather bulletproof evidence against them, and make certain their bosses spend a lifetime behind bars. He hides a dark secret though, known only to himself. That dark secret causes him to harbor a deep, ravening hunger for revenge that nothing can quench, not even his long list of successes. There is one bright beacon of light in Cabot's otherwise dark life a young man seemingly as pure and innocent as new snow who is owned by the most violent criminals in the drug cartels. Even though they had only met a few times, Snow becomes Cabot's ideal love; the shining representation of all that he has lost, and the only thing saving him from a final, dark spiral into a mental and physical oblivion. However, dreams have a habit of disappointing when brought into the realm of real life. When dreams shatter and nothing is left, Cabot wonders if there is anything or anyone that can save him from that final walk into the darkness of despair. He certainly doesn't expect rescue from the one man he has been sent to Christopher Caldwell, the son of the biggest drug king in the city.
DNF @51 %. Review posted July 9, 2014. I can't be bothered anymore because I was simply…
Chris was suddenly very intense as he leaned over the rail and held out a hand. "Come with me," he begged. "Leave it all behind. I don't know what there is about you, but I find I can't stay uninvolved. I need you to be a different man though. I need you to get out of my father's business."
Are you effin' kidding me? These two have hardly met and don't know each other at all and yet Chris invites him to cut and run?
I leaned forward then, one hand stroking my hard, aching problem between us and my nose buried in his neck.
Yup, Baba has a problem, too. Although it's not hard but it's definitely a pain in the ass. No pun intended.
The first sex scene did me in. WTF? It was pathetically bad. You can put your (I quote) rod/tool back in your pants, Francisco. Thank you very much.
It took me two days to read through this short book. It's very intense, emotionally and circumstantially. You don't know what's exactly going on more than half of the times and if you guess, mostly you would find it to be wrong. There is no absolute good, no absolute evils either. Everybody's evil, apart from, maybe, Snow. And Snow is an ideal form of innocence and perfection rather than a man, and the ideal is bound to be shattered, couldn't really fit in real life.
There is no knight in shining armors. No fairy tale ending either. But not a sad ending, mind you. Just bitter.