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189 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 10, 2013
I am weak.
I am lonely.
I am a slut.
I am strong.
I am Dominant.
I am independent.
I am Seven James.
And there you have it folks - a fucking Seven sandwich.
Levi is like a drug I just can't get enough of. I want to overdose on him until I fall into a sex-induced coma, only coming back to life once he is fully out of my system, and I am once again safe. I know I should't make a move but his show has me beyond horny. I am at needs to fuck def-con three-thousand.

...but I just couldn't really get into this book.
Maybe my expectations were too high or maybe it was just the wrong book at the wrong time; this being that I'd just finished some pretty amazing novels and this one just didn't live up to them.
Seven was a cool, badass heroine and definitely not your typical female lead. But I found that her "tough as nails" personality was a bit too exaggerated for me to be realistic which made it hard for me to connect with her character and understand her reasoning.
I loved Levi! He was the perfect male lead, sweet, patient, very understanding but he was also hot and had a "little" kinky side.
Overall, it was still an okay read with some 4 star-worthy scenes and a but after a while it became a little predictable and despite what I was hoping for, it just didn't blow me away.
3 STARS.


I am weak.
I am lonely.
I am a slut.
I am strong.
I am Dominant.
I am independent.
I am Seven James.

“I am not some hookup you can have your way with. In fact, it is quite the opposite, my love. You will submit to me tonight, or you will walk in that elevator, and out of my building now. Do you understand?”

Levi is like a drug I just can't get enough of. I want to overdose on him until I fall into a sex-induced coma, only coming back to life once he is fully out of my system, and I am once again safe.
“The way that you come to me, without a single word or command. Like you are mine for the fucking taking; I always thought I would be the one belonging to you.”






Levi Parker. Holy. Fucking. Shit. My heart skips a beat, and I see my career falling apart before my eyes. The guy I fucked two nights ago, up the goddamn ass with a strap-on, is one of my new fucking board members. I. Am. So. Fucked. So fucked. So beyond fucked.
My nerves are on fire, and I do everything I can not to flip the fuck out in front of these men who should be fearing me.
Should I play into this little game we have going on here? A very fucking dangerous game for both of us.
I just can't help it, because whether or not I want to admit it, I think I just met my fucking match.
My name is Seven James, and I am the unwanted child of two hippy nomads. The little sister of an asshole brother who reminded me every day of my life that nobody has ever, or will ever, want me. . . . No one has ever wanted me. I have never wanted anyone. I use sex to cope with the emptiness in my life. I’m a whore. . . . I am broken. I am emotionally void. . . . That is me. That is who Seven James is. Is that who you want?







”I came here with the intentions of being nice, civil, even friendly. People don’t get friendly from me, especially when I am their boss. But I gave you the benefit of the doubt, because I fucking like you, Levi Parker. But do not mistake my kindness for weakness, because we all know I am the one in charge here. In the boardroom, and the bedroom. Don’t think for one second that I didn’t notice your need for submission under my hand.”
The line I have always drawn in the sand has been crossed. Crushed. Erased. Pulverized. Fuck!
Something about Levi just breaks me; I can’t hide the slightest thing from him. He is my kryptonite, and it sucks balls.
”No one has ever wanted me. I have never wanted anyone. I use sex to copy with the emptiness in my life. I’m a whore. I fuck almost anything that walks, including my best friend. If you want me, I can’t give her up."
A single tear falls from my eye. Emotion overcomes my entire being, and my soul is warmed from nothing more than his touch. This man actually wants little, broken, unwanted Seven James.
”Fuck me, Levi. Fuck me hard against this wall for all of fucking London to see.”
Only a minute more and I can crack. Shatter. Retreat back into my fucked up head. Back to my fucked up life where I am worthless and where no one wants me. There, I am safe. The only person I am safe with is myself.
…the possibility of a happily ever after is right in front of my face. I want to jump and take it. I want to grab the American Dream by the horns and make it my bitch.
Sometimes in life, you have to throw caution to the wind. You have to take a chance on something that may not be a sure thing. This is what we call living. It isn’t fair to tread through life calculating the repercussions of every move. Simply existing isn’t for me anymore.

HERS
I am weak.
I am lonely.
I am a slut.
I am strong.
I am Dominant.
I am independent.
I am Seven James.






