He’d been through the same process-though, different accusation-and had somehow bullshitted his way out of having hentai on his work computer. My eyes narrowed as Kyle Sheets’ wink from yesterday replayed in my mind.

Too bad the atmosphere hadn’t gotten the memo the air was thick and cloying, as though every lie told here had been trapped for eternity. With warm colors and a variety of seating, the room was supposed to be comfortable. The clock’s ticks and tocks filled the space between us. Therefore, if you haven’t read The Sweetest Oblivion and plan to, I highly recommend you do so first.

It happens to coincide with The Sweetest Oblivion’s (MADE #1) storyline. Each chapter of Part One will take you to another year of Gianna’s life, while Christian’s POV is kept within only a few days. Because of this, I’ve split the book into two parts: the past and the present. The Maddest Obsession spans seven years, from the time Gianna is twenty-one to twenty-eight. You always wanted to do something extraordinary, and you did. Interior Formatting: Champagne Book Design Names, characters, places, and incidents are used fictitiously and are a product of the author’s imagination. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without written consent of the author, except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages for review purposes only. 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.Īll rights reserved. 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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