Oh my word Ms Mandara you have done it again - and on so many levels, lol! This book ricocheted me between sniggering at the dreadful puns and humour to feeling all hot and bothered at the very, very, VERY, NSFW happenings. Thrown into that mix was yet another edge of the seat cliff-hanger and I'm not sure whether to hug the author or hit her.
This book is high-octane, fast-paced, furiously filthy and utterly mesmerising. I was addicted to it from the very first page and I didn't even really care that the plot didn't move forward all that much. A good half of this book must either be Adie and Mel arguing or - what's a polite expression I can use that won't bother Amazon? - scenes of them of a more *ahem* personal nature 😉. Yet it never once got boring, tired or repetitive.
Adie, if you've never met him, is a super hot, super-naughty, very Spanish version of James Bond. If James Bond was also from a criminal family and didn't have any morals whatsoever. He is conceited, arrogant and entitled but also incredibly sexy and I personally love him. Mel is the ultimate badass heroine, she never gives up or gives in - well not unless orgasms are involved - not even when the odds are stacked heavily against her. Adie certainly doesn't deserve Mel - but I'm sure he will at some point.
Without giving away spoilers some events are very dubious in consent. They not only cross the line but trample all over it after having first jumped up and down, then scuffed it a bit lot, before kicking huge divots out of it too. Despite this, and probably because of Adie's unacknowledged affections AND the fact that Mel is tough enough not to be genuinely at risk, not to mention she rather enjoys his attentions, the book didn't push my boundaries too much.
My only problem now is how on earth I will cope until the author releases the next book!