The stakes are higher than ever! Oh, that cliffhanger. I was biting my nails, I promise. Don't remember the first part of THE BILLIONAIRE GAME, by LILA MONROE? Read my opinion here and then come back!
MY OPINION OF PART 2
If you want
to have fun with your romance, you just have to read this. The writing style is
so dynamic and creative that the pages fly like a Concorde.
Kate's
knowledge of fabrics and lingerie designs is awesome. I like her passion and I
really wanted her to succeed in achieving her dream of an exclusive shop. As
Asher and Kate raise hell with their constant verbal battles, I couldn't help
but grin and shake my head. Though what I actually wanted was to see some real
action of what was happening in Kate's head. She wants this man, though he's
acting in a baffling way, all mysterious and secretive.
I enjoyed
their clashing as much as the moments they spend being honest and a little
warmer. Kate is super fun, but she doesn't trust a playboy like Asher. Even
though both of us want to so much!
Despite his
playboy ways, I'm starting to like Asher a lot, and not only for his looks. In
this second part, he's almost adorable, but only when he's not infuriatingly
exasperating. I love the chapter when he helps Kate unwound from all the
anxiety of preparing for the shop launching. Don't be naughty. There is no
hidden meaning in that stress-killing strategy ;o)
Yet all the
(im)patient wait till the feast of the senses we've been craving for finally
gets its noble reward. Well, nothing noble about hot, panting, explosive
one-on-one activities. So I was understandably shocked at that horrifying
ending that I hope and pray will be solved in part 3 in a dignified manner. I
need my happy ending!
The Billionaire Game 2
Series: The Billionaire Game
Author: Lila Monroe
Release Date: May 11, 2015
Who would have thought a month ago I'd be opening my very own luxurious lingerie shop? Playboy billionaire Asher Young, that's who. And with his encouragement, and deep pockets (that look very good on the seat of his tight pants), my dreams are finally coming true.
The only problem is, my silent partner has turned out to be all mouth—and lips. And tongue. Is he for real, or is this just another one of his flirty games? With my dreams on the line, I can't afford to get played.But when he looks at me like that or touches me like that, all bets are off.
ENJOY AN EXCERPT!
Asher was ticking off a list of details on his fingers. “We still need to get this space completely renovated and set-dressed, finalize the last hirings of additional people to produce your designs, finalize your launch collection, register trademarks, and establish the company on paper.” He frowned. “I feel like I’m forgetting something. Oh yes! Contact the press.”
Meanwhile, my lust had been completely overridden by blind panic.
“Slow down, Flash Gordon,” I tried to joke, doing my best to keep my hands and voice from shaking with anxiety as I responded.
Usually making a reference to Asher’s secret geekiness was good for about a half hour of him condescendingly explaining how I’d mangled or misconstrued said reference, but today he just laughed, leaning back against the wall in an unfairly relaxed posture. “Feeling the pressure?”
There were deep sea divers who were feeling less pressure than I was. “Oh, only every second of every day. Dammit, Asher, I’m up to my eyeballs in work and I don’t have the first idea how to go about doing half the things you just said!”
It cost me to admit that, but I couldn’t endanger my dream for the sake of my pride.
Meanwhile, my lust had been completely overridden by blind panic.
“Slow down, Flash Gordon,” I tried to joke, doing my best to keep my hands and voice from shaking with anxiety as I responded.
Usually making a reference to Asher’s secret geekiness was good for about a half hour of him condescendingly explaining how I’d mangled or misconstrued said reference, but today he just laughed, leaning back against the wall in an unfairly relaxed posture. “Feeling the pressure?”
There were deep sea divers who were feeling less pressure than I was. “Oh, only every second of every day. Dammit, Asher, I’m up to my eyeballs in work and I don’t have the first idea how to go about doing half the things you just said!”
It cost me to admit that, but I couldn’t endanger my dream for the sake of my pride.
ABOUT THE MASTERMIND
Combining her love of writing, sex and well-fitted suits, Lila Monroe wrote The Billionaire Bargain. Lila enjoys writing, as it gives her a flexible schedule to spend time with her kids and a wonderful excuse to avoid them. She lives in Los Angeles with her husband, who strips out of his well-fitted suits nightly.
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