Let’s talk about this gem, shall we? Holy. Hot. Daddy. Best friend? Check. Boss? Check. Possessive Dom? Double check. This was 200 pages of pure, unfiltered lust, and let me tell you—I was here for it.
Plot? Eh, who needs it when the chemistry is this electric? This wasn’t about intricate storylines or world-building. This was about raw, unapologetic heat. The kind of heat that had me flipping through pages faster than Ivy could sass Levi (which, by the way, was a delight to witness).
Ivy was a bratty little firecracker, and watching her push every one of Levi’s buttons was chef’s ki— (ugh, scratch that)—a work of art. Levi, for all his dominant swagger, was completely gone for her from the start, and don’t even try to convince me otherwise. That man was whipped, and we all loved it.
This was my first taste of this author, and when I realized there’s already a book about Ivy’s friend Violet and her three boyfriends? Consider me officially signed up for the smut parade.
If you’re in the mood for a quick, steamy escape that will leave you feeling all kinds of ways (ahem), this one’s for you. Minimal angst, maximum satisfaction. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a backlist to binge.