Sherise Robinson was “demanding and spoiled, and that was
the way she liked it.” She’d grown up on in Southeast D.C.
and had clawed her way to where she was, working with the
man who would surely be the next president of the United
States.
Yes, she was at the top of her game, but it hadn’t been
easy. Sherise had slept with a lot of men, both for revenge
and for social position. It had almost cost her marriage but
she and Justin had been in therapy and were now more in love
than ever before. Sherise only hoped that would be enough
if, for some reason, the lid was ever blown off the biggest
potential scandal of all-time.
It had been a long year for Billie Carter, but things were
finally looking up.
She’d made a career-altering mistake at her D.C. law firm,
and while the partners were reluctant to fire her, she knew
they were relieved when she resigned. After six months of
joblessness, though, her old law-school chum offered her a
plum job – with strings attached. Billie had to win over a
headhunter and, once she did that, she would have to work
with her ex-husband on a big case. The first part would be
a piece of cake. The second part would almost ruin
everything.
Erica Kent had discovered the truth about her paternity by
mistake. It was a bigger mistake to confront powerful Jonah
Nolan about it because now he wanted to control her life,
for her own good, he claimed. But Erica was fully capable of
making decisions and finding her own love. Wasn’t she?
Oh, my. Where do I begin?
Let’s start with this: I fully believe there are way too
many characters in this book; eight of them before
you’re even at the end of page three. Add in an extremely
convoluted tangle of infidelity that ultimately matters
little to the storyline and you’re off to a not-so-good
start.
If it got better, I would tell you. But I can’t.
From this weak opening, more characters are added:
manipulators, alcoholics, liars, sniping “girls,” not much
to like. The scandals are ho-hum, toss in a silly
faux-intrigue story-with-a-story, and it’s all quite hard to
follow. No matter: I pretty much stopped caring long before
the contrived ending is revealed.
There are better books out there – some, by author Angela
Winters! – but I just can’t recommend this one. You may want
to try Nothing to Lose but I don’t see anything to
gain by it. |