Hart is a master of the language of seduction.
“‘Come here, beautiful,’ I say. My tone is a caress, but the command in my words is unmistakable.”
Oh lort what a book.
Most notably? Well, aside from vivid characters you will fall hard for, it’s the intensity of the irreverent British dirty talk (holy cow), and the ridiculous chemistry that Adam and Nat have. Few authors can capture the intoxicating language of seduction so well. It’s off the charts.
In their first crash together at the club I basically highlighted the whole thing (39 highlights), it was as that good.
The ragged breathing. How moments together are gifts.
The other thing about Elodie Hart is that she is as much a master of the language of luxury as she is of seduction. The rooms, the buildings, the clothing, the art. Read the scene where Adam schmoozes one of Nat’s suppliers and you’ll see an author absolutely nailing the art of the business hustle. In the afterword Hart reveals that she herself ran a small fashion house. The first-hand experience in the fashion biz shows.
Honestly, it’s one of my biggest pet peeves about “millionaire” romances, that what counts as luxury is so cliché and boring. We always hear about the watch, the Lamborghini, the multiple mansions, the servants, and the bespoke suits. I get that’s it’s as much a fantasy world as the regency romances where every guy is a duke, but give me some depth here. First, describe this world with rich, knowing details, then give me something anguished but believable to balance out the excess. Or maybe just self aware cheeky humor.
“‘You know what would be awful?’ she muses. ‘If your staff forgot to fold the end of your loo roll into that little triangle one day. Can you imagine if you had to hunt for the end of the paper all by yourself? God knows what those lost two or three seconds of your time would cost the British economy.’”
As funny and filthy Unbind is, Elodie also understands the language of tragedy and absolution, and how people learn to forgive themselves and others. There’s an emotional honesty here that makes her stories all the more irresistible.
This book is now my favorite of an already terrific series.
Nicknames for Adam’s equipment: Empire State Building, Loch Ness Monster, ohmyohmygod, and my new favorite dildo. Also, his “tent” is the size of a wedding marquee. Heh.