Dirty Filthy Rich Men, an all-new sexy, contemporary romance
from NYT Bestseller Laurelin Paige is available now!!!
Dirty Filthy Rich Men by Laurelin Paige
Genre: Contemporary Romance
5 GET FILTHY CROWNS
Wow!! Just Wow! I have a new favorite Laurelin Paige book. Dirty Filthy Rich Men is just everything I could have hoped for with its incredibly complex and broken characters, treatment of difficult topics, and the resistance to love makes this story compelling and captivating.
Donovan Kincaid is so incredibly broken and complex, so heartbreakingly flawed, and readers will love him for it. On the surface, Donovan is the smart, cultured, and confident business man that gets whatever and whomever he desires. Underneath this persona is an incredibly broken man, which he hides behind the confident exterior. His brokenness is a result of a his own actions and the self-inflicted punishment he has enacted since the day of the tragedy. His refusal to love, to care, and to connect with other is a penance for his perception of the crime he committed. Not only does this layer of Donovan create this complex character, but it also provides readers with the ability to connect and love this character. They get to see that there is more behind this stone and seemingly cold man who appears to enjoy playing and tormenting others, particularly Sabrina. It creates compassion and sympathy, and by the end of the story, Laurelin Paige has created a character who readers will care about, root for, and love immensely.
Sabrina is going to be a mixed bag for readers, but I ultimately enjoyed her character. Sabrina is struggling with her past and the incident that put her in the direct path of Donovan Kincaid. She struggles with what she desires and what arouses her, because it directly relates to what has happened to her in the past. She, however, through the course of the book, begins to come to terms with her desires and accepts that what she craves is okay. Her sexual development throughout the novel is one of the aspects of her character that endears me to her. Additionally, readers will respect her for her intelligence, her sacrifice for her sister, and her ability to thrive in the business world. This is the side of Sabrina that is all “I’m woman. Hear me roar!”, and readers will fall in love with this aspect of personality. While some readers will peg her has weak, as she waffles back a forth between standing up to Donovan and succumbing to his demands, she ultimately makes the stand that is required, and readers will ultimately respect her for it.
Seductive. Alluring. Captivating. Dirty Filthy Rich Men is all of this and more. Just like Sabrina, readers will fall under the spell of Donvan Kincaid. Every time they are together and every hint that he gives her of his true emotions will suck readers into the story. Readers have no choice but to fall prey to his wiles. Their interactions are illicit and electrically charged. Every time they are in the same proximity their chemistry permeates the air, seducing the characters as well as the reader. It is emotional and sexy, and by the end of the story, Laurelin Paige has readers’ hearts in her hand and has them salivating for more.
Dirty Filthy Rich Men is everything I hoped it would be. It is sexy and enthralling with its emotionally laced plot, damaged characters, and beautifully written prose. Readers will yearn to get dirty with Donovan, and they will not want to get clean any time soon.
ARC received in exchange for an honest review.
From NYT Bestselling author Laurelin Paige, discover a whole new world filled with sex, love, power, romance and dirty, filthy rich men.
When I met Donovan Kincaid, I knew he was rich. I didn’t know he was filthy. Truth be told, I was only trying to get his best friend to notice me.
I knew poor scholarship girls like me didn’t stand a chance against guys like Weston King and Donovan Kincaid, but I was in love with his world, their world, of parties and sex and power. I knew what I wanted—I knew who I wanted—until one night, their world tried to bite me back and Donovan saved me. He saved me, and then Weston finally noticed me, and I finally learned what it was to be in their world.
And then what it was like to lose it.
Ten years later, I’ve found my way back. Back to their world. Back to him.
This time, I’m ready. I’ve been down this road before, and I know all the dirty, filthy ways Donovan will try and wreck me.
But it’s hard to resist. Especially when I know how much I’ll like it.
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After she was gone, I walked over to the windows and drank in the scene. The Town Center was high enough that it had an unblocked view of downtown Manhattan, Brooklyn, and beyond.
Giddiness surged through me, starting like a pinprick at my center and moving out through my veins in all directions until even my fingers and toes felt warm.
I was really here.
I made it.
It wasn’t the way I thought it would be, but in the end, it still came out of my time at Harvard. I’d always known that connections made the difference in a career, and here I was. Finally. At the top of the world, looking out.
I couldn’t stop grinning.
“It’s incredible, isn’t it?” a male voice came from behind me.
Still smiling, I glanced up and caught his reflection in the window.
And everything disappeared.
The world that had buzzed below, the beautiful scene, the excitement that had unfurled through my body—all of it evaporated and all that existed in its place was a pale, hollow shell of myself and the man in the perfectly tailored suit behind me.
I turned to look at him directly. Our gazes smashed together, and my legs nearly fell out from under me.
“Donovan,” I rasped. It was a miracle that I managed to find enough voice to say that much.
And there was so much more that had to be said. So much more that I hadn’t prepared for. Which was ridiculous since I’d talked to him so many times in my head over the years, practiced so many conversations, but never did he show up out of the blue looking so dastardly handsome in a dark gray three-piece suit, his face rugged with scruff, his eyes hazel and earnest despite the playful smirk on his lips.
I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I wasn’t even sure how to breathe anymore.
He broke our gaze to nod out the window at the skyline, walking toward me as he said, “I’m sure you found the Empire.”
Though his focus was now on the scenery, I didn’t take my eyes off him as he approached. He didn’t stop until he was right beside me. So close our shoulders would touch if I coughed. Tension ran off him like foam spilling over from a mug of beer. Good tension. Bad tension. I wasn’t sure if there was a difference when it came to Donovan.
Which was why I was screwed if he was here.
Why the hell was he here?
“I thought you were in Tokyo.” I couldn’t stop staring at him. He’d gotten more refined with age, and rougher at the same time. His hair was short and his curls gone, giving him a polished look he lacked before. The lines by his eyes were more defined and his expression seemed harder than I’d remembered. It made him sexier.
As if he was a man who needed to be sexier than the one I knew.
“I came back two months ago,” he said offhandedly. “That’s it right there.” He leaned his face in close to mine as he pointed to the famous structure. “Do you see it?”
Fuck if I cared about the Empire. I was in Donovan Kincaid’s orbit. What else was there in the world?
About the Author:
USA Today and New York Times Bestselling Author Laurelin Paige is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however. When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones or The Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender. She’s also a proud member of Mensa International though she doesn’t do anything with the organization except use it as material for her bio. She is represented by Rebecca Friedman.
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