His
by Penelope Bloom
I’m wrong for her in all the right ways.
Everyone in the city knows who I am: Vincent Citrione, top capo of the most powerful crime family in the city. If you’ve got two brain cells to rub together, you’re scared sh*tless of me.
If you’re a beautiful woman, I may have given you the hardest, dirtiest f*ck of your life before showing you the door.
Commitments? F*ck ‘em.
At least, that was my motto until I caught her snooping in the wrong place at the wrong time. I wanted her to be like all the rest. I wanted to forget her.
But she’s not like the others.
She thinks she can say no to me and get away with it. She thinks she can walk away after what she’s seen. But one taste and I know she’s going to be mine. I don’t care what it takes. Even if I have to kill to keep her safe.
I get what I want. And I want her.
Spice Level: 3/6 | Story Score: 5/10 | Rating: 2.5/5 |
I was excited about this one. I can appreciate that cover and I enjoy a good mafia romance. Sadly, this one wasn’t good enough to take the coveted place of ‘Mafia Romance’ on my trope challenge. Instead, I put it in the ‘Insta-Lust’ spot. Why, you ask? Just skip to the spoilers.
I hated these characters. I was utterly unmoved and unimpressed with the dialogue. It’ll be too soon if I hear “I want it” ever again…
Oh! And don't get me started on the fact that the author can't seem to decide what her character's last name is...Just know that you’re going to have questions at the end. So many unanswered questions. Just floating out there.
-SPOILERS-
Ok, so our girl has an alcoholic mooch of a father. She’s broke while she tries to support them both. She works as an on-air sports lady…a news anchor? I dunno, anyway, so she’s out there, doing her thing. Her spider senses tell her that there’s a story happening behind the scenes, down in the locker room area, so she goes…and gets caught.
*gasp*
She’s caught eavesdropping on a debt collection, blackmailing by the mafia meeting. Flashforward half a second and now they’re having sex without a condom. Insert my ‘Insta-Lust’ trope. Then she goes on her way and he has her being watched…
So, just to be clear, if you witness something you shouldn’t about the mafia, just sex ‘em up a bit because that’ll gel his brain so much that he lets you just walk. Yep.
Ok, moving on. She’s being followed and the guy lets Mr. Mafia know that she’s about to spill. So he shows up and demands a date - to which she declines… because that’s an option to a criminal.
Later he shows up at her apartment and some more sex happens. And this one I was NOT here for. There’s some struggling and suddenly he’s giving her safe words. Just pulls them out of the ether. He proceeds to whip her with a belt because he’s mad - without discussing it beforehand. He slaps her. It’s supposed to be a sexy slap, but I’ll have you know that I don’t believe in those (on the face anyway). More sex without a condom without consent.
Him: “Tell me how badly you want it.”
Her: “I want it”
Yeah, I’m glad she did because I did not.
More ridiculous things happen: him showing up at her work, a shopping spree, a ex-hookup ruining a date…her boss saying he’s stealing her story about the mafia and professional athletes that she thought she deleted from her work computer. She’s not bright.
Then she goes back to work and gets confronted by some guys whom Mr. Mafia murders in front of her to save her. She has the audacity to spit in his face at that point because she is not going anywhere with him!! I feel like we’re past that checkpoint, ma’am.
He takes her home to figure out who’s after her and protect her, but in the morning, she wakes up and he isn’t there…so she just leaves. This woman was attacked yesterday and Mr. Mafia is telling her that she needs to stay in his apartment so she’s safe and he can figure this out and she just leaves.
And then gets kidnapped.
*shocker*
She gets beat up and it finally dawns on her that the mafia is dangerous. So she shuts him out while he nurses her back to health. Eventually she alms down some and he starts taunting us with sex “his way”. She’s not feeling up to it yet though, so we wait. We go shopping again. It goes badly because, ya know, there’s a mob war happening. She still doesn’t listen to a damn thing he says.
He gets her to a safe house, there’s some betrayal, but don’t worry! She saves the day by contacting some news outlets and pinning her story on other mobsters? Yayyyyy!
Alright, now we’re going to have this rough sex. This sex that she just couldn’t ever handle before. It’s more intense than the belt, and slaps, and all the fucking fighting…
You know what it is?
He chokes her a wee bit.
Yep.
Glad I waited for that.
What happened to her dad, you ask? I dunno. Who is the man in the blurb? Because he wasn’t this guy. Two questions I have in a sea of plenty.
Book 1 in the The Citrione Crime Family series | 155 Pages | Trope Challenge: Insta-Lust |
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