A GENTLEMAN IN THE STREET
Shameless. That’s what she was.
Billionaire businesswoman Akira Mori can get anything and anyone her heart desires. Anyone, that is, except for a certain aloof author who has been dominating her dreams for over a decade. Accustomed to Jacob Campbell’s stern disapproval, Akira has turned provocation into an art, using every trick in her arsenal to keep the man from guessing the depth of her filthy fantasies.
Shameless. That’s what she made him.
Since the moment the sexy, sultry socialite sidled up to him years ago, there hasn’t been a time when Jacob didn’t crave Akira. But as guardian to his younger siblings, responsibility has controlled his life. Confining his darkest desires to secret, stolen moments maintains his carefully disciplined world…but a cold bed is the price he pays.
A single touch is all it takes for their simmering need to explode. As secrets and fears are stripped away one by one, shame becomes a thing of the past. They find themselves becoming addicted to each other, in bed and out—a frightening prospect for a man just learning to live…and a woman who thinks she doesn’t know how to love.
Ugh. You guys. THIS BOOK!
So I finished reading A Gentleman In The Street nearly a week ago and I’m still suffering from a book hangover. I seriously debated reading in another genre for a while because it honestly feels like nothing will measure up to this.
Of course, this is an exaggeration, but my feelings, you guys. I have big feels for this book.
A Gentleman in the Street was the perfect enemies to lovers romance between a shamelessly overtly sexual billionaire nightclub owner and a broody, duty bound novelist. Oh! and they are step-siblings…kinda. And there’s a beard involved and some bare-chested wood chopping.
Yes, I know this all sounds a little insane but trust me…this book is hot.
Akira Mori is wonderfully sex-positive and a really commanding, confident figure. I loved her to pieces. As a reader, I appreciated the balance between her neatly ordered and highly successful business life and her deep hurt and vulnerability in her familial relationships. It was also sweet and surprising to know that she has nursed a crush on her half sibling Jacob Campbell. A crush that she hides in plain sight by propositioning him every single time they interact. It was hilarious and wonderful. The only thing better was Jacob’s internal dialogue when he was on the receiving end of these antics. So much “hate to love you” deliciousness going on between these two.
I really enjoyed reading Akira. Strong and independent with a rapier’s wit, this billionaire heroine was a delight to read. I remembered her from Rai’s series Bedroom Games (which I also read and enjoyed) and I’m so glad she got her own happily ever after. But now I’m wondering about Akira’s companion Remy. I hope he gets his own HEA too!