Series: Regency Rogues #3
Genres: Historical, Regency, Romance
A dedicated Young Corinthian agent, James Marlowe accepts the riskiest of missions—to go undercover as a traitor and infiltrate a deadly French crime organization. He is prepared for all matters of intrigue—everything but a surprise encounter with the only woman he has ever loved. Five years ago, the exquisitely stunning Clarissa Collins spurned James’s love and broke his heart. Now the accomplished painter is in peril up to her lovely neck, and only he can protect her.
Lady Clarissa is being blackmailed by malicious men—but that is nothing compared to the torture of being so close to James, the enthralling man who seduced Clarissa, then betrayed her. Despite the hurt and misunderstanding that still simmer between them, their passion ignites anew. With their lives and England’s safety hanging in the balance, they must work together to save everything they hold dear. Can Clarissa and James escape the enemy’s clutches and find their way back to each other’s hearts . . . this time forever?
I was not seduced by anyone.
DNF Thoughts on The Sinner Who Seduced Me
I should always know to stop reading books when I end up tweeting quotes from the book.
Her backside was so round and firm, James could have bit into it right then and there.
I probably could have powered through this book, but I’m sick and tired and I was starting to gravitate to watching TV and thinking about napping. I made it about 37% before giving up.
I’m still kind of confused about Clarissa and James’s falling out, though. A rumor went around that Clarissa’s father (James’s mentor) was having an affair and it destroyed her mother and Clarissa’s life as she knew it, and she felt betrayed by James when he didn’t believe the rumor. He felt betrayed because she didn’t “love” him enough to believe him? I don’t know. The whole scenario made me roll my eyes more than anything. All this over a rumor? It’s the ton. Rumors are all they do. Investigate! Find proof!
The writing style wasn’t a favorite of mine, with an abundance of adjectives and adverbs that felt like it crossed the line into telling and/or over-describing. There were also passages that were obviously meant to be back story, but it bordered info-dump-ish (now a word!) and made me want to skim.
Despite siding with James in the whole Clarissa-James betrayal (James, being the secret agent/spy person, knew more about the situation than Clarissa, though clearly he was unable to tell her more at the time), I was less than enamored of his amorous pursuits. One owes to the quote above (ass biter!), and the other when he entertained the thought of having sex with someone not the heroine just because she was willing and in bed with himand well, he was hard for the heroine — who was in a nearby suite, so it’s not like she was a far distant memory. Skeevy is what I’d call that scene.
I stopped not long after that.