They sleep together, but then Christian leaves for three years – and when he returns, Gianna is married again, to a guy in his 80s. Many authors have tried to write scenes like that and it usually comes off as eyeroll-worthy, but Lori made it work. Christian getting rid (literally) of her date was EPIC. Some of the best scenes in the book come after Gianna’s cheating husband is murdered and she begins to search for a boytoy. (I realise this sounds like a weird description but trust me, that’s the only way to describe it). For the next few years, they build an acquaintanceship (definitely not friendship) fuelled exclusively by Gianna’s snark and Christian’s dark, magnetic patience. She’s bailed out by Christian Allister a dirty FBI agent who works with Gianna’s mafia husband. When we first meet her, 20-year-old Gianna Russo is sitting in prison, having been caught with drugs on her person. Then I got in the mood for a bad-girl heroine and this book was recommended to me, so I dove in. I saw one of my Goodreads friends raving about the first book in this series years ago, but I’ve never been a big mafia fan, so I never tried it out. Wow, am I late to the Danielle Lori party. She’s chaos embodied, not his type, and married, but none of that can stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes.Īll along, she doesn’t even know that she’s his-his frustration, his fascination.
Nowhere in Christian’s plans had he ever prepared for Gianna.
She hates him-his stone-cold demeanor, his arrogance and too-perceptive eye-but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other’s looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. One winter night and their lives intertwine. With a proclivity for order and the number three, he’s never been tempted to veer off course. Christian Allister has always followed the life plan he’d envisioned in his youth, beneath the harsh lights of a frigid, damp cell. In the New York underworld, others know him as a hustler, a killer, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. Most see a paragon of morality a special agent upholding the law. Little do most know it’s just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. She laughs too loudly, eats without decorum, and mixes up most sayings in the book. Her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall.
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