The Heir's Disgrace
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Drew Riley: Night Doorman of The Eastmoor on Park
I’m stuck in an uptown lobby while my dreams of making it as a model in New York hang by a single thread. Meanwhile, Olivier Arnaud lives his best life as a useless socialite, flaunting his wealth, his looks, and his privilege. His gaze taunts, and his nightly, condescending smirks burrow deep beneath my skin where I simmer with bitterness and hate.
The day he asks me to deliver his mail directly to his 12th floor penthouse, he makes it personal, and the thread snaps—violently. With my hand around his neck, I feel alive for the first time in months. Though my frustration may have found the outlet it craves, my body’s response causes everything I thought I knew about myself to shift.
Faced with vastly different but equally uncertain futures, our baser needs align, turning our increasingly heated encounters into a reckoning—both sexual and shockingly emotional. I know I have to stop. The last thing I can afford to lose in this heartless town is one more piece of myself to a man who already has everything.
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This is what I mean when I say I want pain and angst in a book. Emotional, gut-wrenching pain. Seeing no way out for them that doesn't leave them in ruins. I used to pray for times like these.
“I want you,” I whisper.
“I know you do.”
“But I don’t know how to want you.”
“I think that’s something we can figure out,” he tells me.
"Why?"
“Is there something specific you need to hear me say?”
I love they keep insisting on things.
So this is probably toxic AF but what I loved most was their recklessness in saying hurtful things during fights. No holding back. Everything felt raw and authentic with these two.
"I want you to stop expecting me to change my entire life for someone I’ve been hooking up with less than a month.”
Gut punch. But also. It needed to be said💀
I like the way they hold their feelings over the other like a hammer.
" If you love me, don't leave me."
"If I give you some time, are you going to break up with your girlfriend?"
"Don't marry her."
"I don't want to share you."
"I don't think I can get through my engagement party without you there."
Yessssssss. Say it. Say all the things that need to be said even if the asks are selfish and unfair and sometimes borderline unhinged. It's ridiculous and toxic and so, so good.
“You’re catching me at a really low point,” I say.
He smirks. “Believe me, I know. That’s why I’m taking full advantage.”
💀💀💀💀And he bloody means it too. How can you not root for this?
Also, Drew was such a fucking runner, he should have sign up for marathons OMG.
“I can’t answer that today.”
“When can you answer it?”
The pressure and aggressive accountability in this relationship, I swear to God 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
Like, what do you mean you need a moment to think?! Choose me and fuck the consequences.
In another life, I WANT to be as annoying as Olivier, I swear.
This book isn't just light and fuckery, though. It also explores depression in a way that feels.....maybe I don't know the right word to use here. But I like how it was handled.
It's not sanitized but also doesn't give off the vibes that someone needed to be 'cured' before they could find love.
Anyway. 10/10 book. A new author whose books I now get to read.
