Date Read: December 14, 2020
Published: December 16, 2020
Cruel. Coldblooded. Hades in a Brioni suit.
Cillian Fitzpatrick has been dubbed every wicked thing on planet earth.
To the media, he is The Villain.
To me, he is the man who (reluctantly) saved my life.
Now I need him to do me another, small solid.
Bail me out of the mess my husband got me into.
What’s a hundred grand to one of the wealthiest men in America, anyway?
Only Cillian doesn’t hand out free favors.
The price for the money, it turns out, is my freedom.
Now I’m the eldest Fitzpatrick brother’s little toy.
To play, to mold, to break.
Too bad Cillian forgot one, tiny detail.
Persephone wasn’t only the goddess of spring; she was also the queen of death.
He thinks I’ll buckle under the weight of his mind games.
He is about to find out the most lethal poison is also the sweetest.
You can’t pick up an L.J. Shen book and not become obsessed with the characters. Whether you love them or hate them, you can’t help but to have a strong emotional reaction to them in some way shape or form. I think I went through every single one of them you can imagine reading about this couple.
I loathe spoilers with a passion, so I won’t go into too much detail. However, when I started the book I was struggling with how much of an asshole Cillian was. But as with all of the assholes L.J. gives us, there are so many layers that you can’t help but to love them as you peel them back. I loved watching Persephone melt his ice cold heart.
All in all, shoutout to L.J. Shen. She did it again.
I received an ARC of The Villain