Sainted

Not sure where my reading journey is taking me at the moment. Either way, here is Jesse H. Reign's "Sainted." 

["Falling for my kidnapper is a terrible idea.

He’s a bad man and I don’t mean trash like your ex. I mean seriously bad. I mean dangerous. You can tell just by looking at him; black eyes, a menacing scowl, and a nose that’s been badly broken in the past.

He is my arch nemesis. My mortal enemy. My singular obsession.

I was afraid of him when we met. He took me against will and kept me chained to a bed. Me, Damon Alexander Beckett of BeckIT fame and fortune. Well, the joke’s on him because I’m going to make it my life’s mission to destroy him. But first, I have to survive being his captive. He’s here all the time. Watching me. His heavy male presence never more than five feet away, dark, glinting eyes tracking down my body.

When he propositions me indecently, I am shocked and outraged. As I should be. Seriously, the audacity of him is unreal.

It’s obvious I should say no. It goes without saying. Any sane person would laugh in his face.

So why am I sinking to my knees?"]

I'm OBSESSED with this book! Like, holy shit, it had NO RIGHTS being as good as it was. I could gush for a while about it, but maybe I'll just give you some quote. ;)

"'Thought you couldn't stand me. Why'd you go and kill for me?' // 'I can't stand you. That's why I did it. If anyone's going to kill you, it's going to be me.' // I'm stunned into silence. It is just me, or was the the most goddammned romantic thing you've ever heard?"

"Someone who looks straight into the eyes on a monster without flinching and seems to say, 'I see your monster and I raise him a demon.'"

There were more quote, but I don't want to flood you with them. THESE were all DURING the kidnapping (yes, during). AFTER it? It was like a Mulvaney book (all stalking and red flags and toxic shit that is somehow romantic and sweet).

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