I turn trusted housewives into adulterous whores.
Let’s face it, nothing lasts forever. She may have started out as your wet dream, but now she’s your ball and chain. Let me set you free.
I’ll turn your loyal lady into a lecherous liar.
I can give you the uncontested divorce you desire, end your impending engagement, or rid you of that clingy girlfriend.
Either way, you’ll be a free man.


My name is Rift, and men pay me to have affairs with their women. It’s my job to get caught. While unethical, my profession is easy. Hell, most days it’s fun. At least until I fall for the soon-to-be ex of my newest client.



4 stars


Being offered this advanced reading copy had no influence on my willing and always honest review.

This will be a short review for once. To the point like a well-oiled machine. Like Rift’s business was until Gwyn.


I won’t rehash the plotline as you can read it above, no. I’ll go straight to the jugular.

I didn’t love Rift in the beginning. At all.

I may have understood he was hurt and was seeking his revenge it did not make it enjoyable to read about what he did.

It was very cynical, detached and cold. I was disgusted.

Now what I recognized early on was the original if yet depressing trope. Making your wife cheat on you as you are fed up with her but you don’t want to pay big bucks for a divorce.

What a bunch of cowards! These men and Rift too.

Granted the wives fell for him and cheated. The were disloyal going back on their oath. Some even were in their marriage only for the money. It still felt…stale and vile.

Rift was a anti-hero. The opposite of a role model.

He should have caught an illness or burned in Hell for what he was doing BUT all the book’s interest was in his redemption.


Do we always deserve a second chance? Can we redeem ourselves?

Gwyn was an angel. If you don’t like that kind of perfectly sweet-beautiful-caring-smart-generous female MC pass your way. You will hate her. Overload of sweetness.


I dig kind heroines. I think the world is full enough with egotists not to appreciate kindness when we find it. Gwyn was a lovely heroine in my eyes but I had a big complaint: she was clueless about her fiancé

Of course if she saw the light early on the book would have been very short! The game of cat and mouse and to last longer to hold the reader’s interest.


All in all it’s been one of these read that you can enjoy and read fast, filled with very cynical characters paired and admirable ones.

Sweet and sour with a kick of spice.

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I reached out to unzip the plastic
holding my dress, but just as I did, the door to the dressing room flew
open, and Dylan stood there looking back at me.
His eyes were wide with shock, as if he hadn’t expected me to be behind
the door, and then they dropped from my face and slid down my body in an
invisible caress.
I should have covered myself; I
should have screamed at him to get out, but I didn’t move or tell him to go.
The way he was looking at me, I needed that. I needed to feel beautiful and
“What are you doing here?” I watched
him, his eyes a stormy blue.
His eyes devoured me, making me feel
uncomfortable. If Mitchell supposedly loved me and disliked what he saw when he
looked at me, then surely a man who didn’t love me would see me as even worse.
“The lady out front said the
bathroom was the last door on the right, but I’m guessing she meant the last
door on the left,” he said, not bothering to the hide the fact that he was
looking at my body.
I nodded, not sure what to say.
“I should apologize and turn around
and leave.”
I swallowed hard.
He didn’t leave.
Instead, he moved into the room and
quietly shut the door behind him.
“But you see, there’s a problem.”
“What’s that?” I asked.
He reached out, running a single
finger over my shoulder and down across my chest. “I can’t stop looking at
I folded my arms across my chest
now, feeling more exposed than I ever had in my life. His finger dipped into
the top of my folded arms and between my breasts.
“You’re covering yourself like a
woman who thinks she’s unattractive,” he said, moving close enough that his
whispered words ruffled the hairs on the
side of my face. “But the truth is, my cock’s hard just looking at you.”
I stiffened at his words.
No one had ever spoken to me like
that. No man had ever been so brazen, saying naughty words to me in such a
“How does that make you feel, Gwyn?”
He moved closer, his lips skimming my earlobe and making me bite my bottom lip.
I should have run out, but I was
half naked. And the truth was, I couldn’t move. My legs were stiff, and my feet
were rooted to the spot.
“How does it make you feel knowing
my cock is hard and throbbing for you?” He licked my lobe, and I shivered.
“Here you are, in your white bra and panties, looking so innocent and
corruptible … what’s an evil man like me supposed to do?”
“You’re not evil,” I said, finally
able to speak up.
My voice squeaked with my words,
making me blush even harder.
He leaned back, his brow lifting in
question. “You don’t think I’m evil?”
I shook my head. “Not even a little
“I assure you I am.” Again, he
leaned forward, pressing his lips against my shoulder.
As if an automatic reflex, I tilted
my head to the side to give him more skin to explore.
“I’m jealous of the way the lace on
your panties is riding up your curvy hips and disappearing into the sweet space
between your thighs.” He kissed my shoulder once again, his breath striking the
side of my neck and filling my ear. “I want to be that lace, Gwyn. I want to be
resting inside your warmth.”

Dear God, he was good, and I was so very bad. 


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    1. Thank you Raven! I can understand 😉 Sorry for the slow answer I was preparing for RARE and will be out for two days. Already wishing you a happy weekend!

  1. I really like anti heroes but this one sounds incredibly unlikable! I do understand how hard it was to read about it, especially when you don’t agree with these sorts of morals. Quite awful! But it’s nice that the heroine is so lovely 🙂 I like that as well!
    You made me intrigued with this one, Sophie. I might give it a go!