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After being a soldier, working as a bodyguard should have been simple: keep the owner of DC’s ultra-secret club safe, don’t think about his midnight eyes or his devil’s smile, don’t surrender my body to his wicked desires.
But I underestimated Mark Trevena and the power of his dark, seductive world. I underestimated the hold he’d have on me, the way I would do anything for him at all. And so when he asks me to escort his soon-to-be bride home, I can only—miserably, broken-heartedly—say yes.
Isolde is nothing like I expect, however. Quiet and lonely and sharp. A girl who likes knives and God. A girl whose nightmares echo my own. And one night while sailing under the cold stars, we share a reckless, tear-soaked kiss.
I’m doomed. Falling in love with Mark was one thing, but his bride too? Being in love with a husband and wife at the same time?
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I will preface this review with that I didn't read the novella before picking this book up.
I didn't really get why Tristan was suddenly so interested. I just didn't feel like all of the scenes after the first one in the club, when he was so offput by it, got me to believe that he will get to a point when he is begging Mark for it.
I also needed more development in the second half of the book with Tristan's and Isolde's relationship. It felt just like when you pick up a book that is advertised as hate-to-love but the hate is only there for the first 10 pages. I just needed more angst and development from it than what was there on the page.