Two strangers in Paris …
One passionate, earth-shattering kiss.
He was the artist upstairs
with the tantalizing smile and laughing eyes.
He was the devil inviting me to sin,
seducing me to dance in the bright moonlight.
He was desire and need.
When he touched me, my body sang.
My soul came alive.
But I belonged to another man,
and he didn’t want to let me go.
At first this book sounded amazing. Two lovers meet in Paris, fall in love, etc… You can pretty much tell from the blurb it would involve cheating in some way, which it did, and I didn’t mind, but this book fell short on delivery.
The premise of the book was good, but I couldn’t connect to any of these characters at all, and to me, that is one of the most important things when reading a book. The ability to connect with the characters and be pulled into their story. Valentina, to me, was just a very weak character. She can’t stand up for herself, she lets William get away with anything, and feels guilty about everything. I know that through the story she finally does become more independent, but it’s at around 85%, and everything leading up to that just bothered me. I need a female lead that shows strength and independence in my books, and this one just disappointed me. Sebastian was a decent character, but I just didn’t connect with him either. Also another thing I didn’t like was the sex scenes between different partners. That’s just a personal thing, but it took away from the book for me.
The ending of the book also felt too rushed, and I felt like more could have been done with Williams character towards the end. All in all this was an ok read for me. I think there will be a lot of people that will love it, but I just couldn’t connect to the story.
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