In this book, the plot is limited to the couple’s meeting and developing their relationship. It is not too dark, where I couldn’t read it. This is a stalker trope, which can be trigger to some readers. The couple in this book is Sophia Smith and Sebastian Street. I read this as a stand-alone and haven’t read the other 2 books in the series. Also, this is book 3 in the Possessive Man series. This is my first time reading a product of Lena Little. The h also was saying how she was only only one the H had trusted with the truth but thats not true because he never actually told her anything she figured it out.Īnd not really important to the story but how does a 18yr kid from social services afford college, a car and a apartment by themselves when there was never a mention them having a job? >:( Not to mention after she finds out the truth even tho she was ment to be really upset they sleep together not even 5 mintunts after she found out.Īnother stupid thing was that the H had gotten a tattoo with his real name and hers on his chest/stomach BEFORE the h new the truth and he was still wanting to keep his real life a secret. the H told the h that he was a electrician and after a week of them knowing each other and the H not doing anything wrong he has to go to work (really hitman work but he tells her a transoformer is down and he has to go fix it) and when he come back the h is immediately suspicious of him so much she wouldn't let him go to the bathroom by himself and the next day she goes to the location his phone said then proceeds to buy a burner-phone to trick the H into telling her the truth, that just seemed ridiculous and WAY over the top the guy literarily just left the house for a couple for hours for work. And once you’re part of our pack it stays that way…for life.This was awful, it started out ok but it just got worse as it went along. Mauve is going to be my intern all right, but she needs to understand right away it’s a lot more than that. And I’m already feeling damn territorial of her, just as Molly is of me. My dog and I are possessive creatures, territorial just like every animal is in its most basic form.
There’s nothing to fear when she’s around me. I want to protect her, provide for her, and keep her safe.
Is that why I accept her as an intern? There’s just something about the curve in her hips. And then it’s back to my isolation, the self-imposed one that I enjoy so damn much.
All I do is come down to let my ‘bosses’ know I’m alive, collect my paycheck, and let them know how many smugglers and poachers I’ve removed. I see women then, and they never have an effect on me. I’m not used to seeing women, instead spending months alone with my trusty sidekick Molly in the Rocky Mountains, but I do come down and check-in from time to time.
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