Wow! I certainly wasn't expecting this much angst (or sex) in a Harlequin Presents novel, but Maisey Yates, one of my favorite authors, never seems to go halfway, and she certainly didn't do so in this novel, which I read in one sitting until 5:00 a.m. Having stated that, I must admit that I didn't think the title fit this story of two damaged people from very different backgrounds at all-- Riot was no Cinderella, and Krav was certainly no Prince Charming--and how did she come up with those names? Additionally there were more than a few hiccups in the timeline, which is one of the main reasons for my 4-, rather than 5-star rating.
Riot Phillips was the unwanted child of a neglectful, self-absorbed mother, and never really knew her father. She's 22 years old, and when her roommate, Jaia, suggests joining some of her high school friends on a trip to Cambodia, and she agrees to use all her savings to join the group, who are wildly disorganized. While touring Angkor Wat, she's caught in a monsoon, drenched, her friends abandon her there, and although she believes she's there alone, suddenly a man appears--a gorgeous man, and she follows him to his magnificent house in the treetops, learns only his first name, and spends that night and every other night having wild, passionate sex with him (she was a virgin and had never been on a date or even kissed a man before meeting Krav).
It's here that the timeline gets confusing, because after a week or so, they start touring Europe together, spending time in England, France, Switzerland and on the Amalfi coast, spending much of that time in bed. The timeline suggests the affair has gone on for a month, but it seemed longer, until Riot realizes she's missed her period, buys a test kit and discovers she's pregnant. Krav's reaction to the news is pure rage, and he's as cold as an Arctic winter. Riot runs into the street in tears, falls, starts to bleed, and believes she's miscarried. She can't get away from Krav fast enough, but she eventually ends up in a small English village, finds a job, and prepares to have her baby alone, until she's hit by a car one morning.
When she wakes up from her coma, one month later, she has no idea where she is or what happened to her, and she has no memory of Krav at all, or the past 10 months of her life. But as soon as she hears a baby cry, she runs to find it and discovers her one-month old daughter, although she doesn't remember being pregnant either, she simply knows the baby girl is hers. It's Krav's chance to start over with her, and he chooses to lie to her about everything, telling her that they are engaged and had a whirlwind romance--and that he can't wait to marry her. She doesn't seem to notice that Krav never touches their baby, who, surprisingly can crawl at one month old. Riot falls in love with Krav all over again, but as romance readers, we know that lies soon get discovered, and lost memories don't stay lost forever.
Although the math/timeline in this novel didn't add up, the story of how these two emotionally damaged and neglected people did, and in Krav's case, here's your trigger warning for past child abuse and kidnapping. It was Riot, who always saw herself as unremarkable, who was the standout in this novel--her emotional growth and determination to try to understand and repair the damage Krav suffered at his father's hands, that made her character and this story work for this reader. Although it was somewhat confusing, and the plot as hard to believe as the Cinderella reference in the title, I still found this novel to be a gripping, angst-filled, and emotion-charged read, and I'm happy to recommend it.
I voluntarily read an advance reader copy of this novel. The opinions stated are my own.