This book and this heroine were bothersome to my person. Juliet was very obviously just a fictional self-insert of the author. As a character, she made no sense because she wasn’t created with intention and forethought to be a fit for the hero… she was literally just Layla Frost with all of Layla Frost’s traits with zero connection or significance to the plot.
The number of pages dedicated to what Juliet ate and her opinions and preferences regarding food was FUCKING UNHINGED. The first third of the book was just Juliet/Layla Frost being served breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snacks and having some sort of complaint or opinion in every instance as if it’s normal behavior to be concerned with and vocal about the food you’re being served in captivity.
Murder? Kidnapping? Captivity? No thoughts, head empty. But ROSEMARY ON HER CHICKEN? We heard about that shit ad nauseam.
I’m being a little harsh on Layla Frost— if I’m wrong, I’ll take the L with grace and apologize… but do me a favor and ask her how she feels about rosemary. Ask her what toppings she likes on her pizza. I want to know her opinions on: oregano, breakfast sausage, tuna salad, chicken salad, tuna salad sandwiches, chicken salad sandwiches, chips in sandwiches, dinner salads with feta and blueberries, diced yellow squash, yellow squash cut into rounds, roast carrots, roast green beans, plain scrambled eggs, eggs scrambled with Cajun-style seasoning, eggs in a frittata, eggs in a breakfast casserole, bacon that’s crispy, bacon that’s crumbly, Diet Coke in a can, mac and cheese exclusively made with cavatappi pasta, hot dogs, BLTs, fruit and yogurt parfaits, orange juice vs apple juice, funfetti cake… and that’s just what I could remember off the top of my head.
I felt zero connection or chemistry between Juliet and Maximo for the entire first half of the book. The second half definitely improved and some of their interactions were hot… but the bad stood out to me more than the good.