Francisco Cabot is an undercover narc for the police. Living 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, that causes him to harbor a ravening hunger for revenge that nothing can quench, not even his long list of successes. A man can only live with revenge and the refuse of humanity for so long, though, before not even his fantasies of innocents and his ideals are enough to light the growing darkness in his soul. The last man Cabot expects to save him from that darkness is Christopher Caldwell, the son of the biggest drug king in the city and the man Cabot has been sent to destroy. Falling in love with the enemy was never the plan, but when Christopher begs Cabot to leave everything behind to be with him, Cabot finds himself longing to do just that. His life of violence, gangs, and slums can’t be left behind so easily, though, and forces are determined to tear them apart.
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.