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241 pages, ebook
First published March 1, 2014
“All orgasms were good orgasms, but the ones that walked the line between pain and pleasure were bliss.”
“I was a fucking asshole of epic proportions.”
“Mia welcomed the fight. She was fearless, and the only way I could think to escape her, was engaging the fear, walking the line and dancing with the devil.”
“She was beautiful and soft and sweet and I wanted to corrupt her.”
"Stop,” I growled and squeezed at the flesh of her hips. "I run this show. I give you what I want to give you; you don’t take.”
How could we ever expect to have a future when our past was so fucked up?
She was my high. She was my drug. That right there was better than anything I’d ever put in my body before.Ridge starts back into some of his old habits. Excessive smoking, drinking, exercising, sleeping around. Finding someone to fulfill his needs isn’t too hard.
All orgasms were good orgasms, but the ones that walked the line between pain and pleasure were bliss.Ridge does not like it sweet or gentle. Ridge likes it hard, dirty and a bit painful.
“Let me be strong for you . Let me take the pain away. Remember what we used to do, baby? The pain, the pleasure? I’ll be that for you, again. Take it out on me.”
She’d pulled herself together after I’d torn her apart, and i’d been the one to crumble. She’d come back for me, even when I didn’t deserve it. She has strength she didn’t even know she had. But I saw it. Right there, staring back at me. My everything.
“We don’t have to fix each other. We don’t need to. You’re not perfect, and I’m not perfect, but we’re perfect together. It was never about fixing you. It was always about loving you.”







There were a couple of times I was like this…










We both know that it's wrong to cheat
So why do I dream of you all night long
And baby
I'm bad for you
And you're bad for me
So how can something that feels so right
Be so wrong
~Ne-Yo


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The guilt. The pain. The regret. The shame. It was threatening to suffocate me.
How was it that I was okay to fuck my brother’s fiancé, yet leaving her – being with someone else – I felt so fucking dirty? That was how twisted up my head was. That was how fucked over Mia made me.
How could we ever expect to have a future when our past was so fucked up?
“We don’t have to fix each other. We don’t need to. You’re not perfect, and I’m not perfect, but we’re perfect together. It was never about fixing you; it was always about loving you.”










"My story is tragic, painful. The last thing it is, is beautiful."
This was it . This was it for us. For me and her. For the girl that had wrapped her fingers around my soul and held it so fucking tight it was as if my very fucking breath depended on her.And that's where his downward spiral began all over again. It was like he'd pressed the self destruct button... mistake after mistake, bad decision after bad decision and there were moments he just infuriated me. Because the book was told from his point of view, I got to see inside his head, see the way he thought and honestly, he was a class A fucking twat. There were so many wrongs he could have easily righted but he didn't, digging himself the mother of all holes and slowly burying himself in it. I tried to understand what he was going through, the pain that was eating away at him but I struggled to see past his actions and his treatment of others. It wasn't until further on in the book when certain revelations came to light, that the penny slowly started to drop. Ridge was a tortured soul and he'd given up the only thing that had ever made sense in his fucked up life... Mia. My heart hurt for him because I finally saw him as in really saw the man inside and that was tough.
I didn't feel like myself; I didn't feel like anyone. I felt lost.Dead inside. And I deserved every minute of it.The one thing that never faltered throughout this book though was Ridge's promise to make immense with his brother and he put that before everything else including his own happiness. Honestly, I felt a sense of pride that he'd stuck to his guns (OK so he slipped up occasionally) but he knew the path he had to choose and that was the path he took even if it did send his own life into a tail spin.
"You want my lips? You want me sweet? Caressing your body with my hands, slow and steady with my dick? Want me to kiss you? Show you how much you mean to me? Too fucking bad, baby. You wanted to play. I don't play. I fuck. I fuck dirty. Just remember you asked for it."
"We don't have to fix each other. We don't need to. You're not perfect, and I'm not perfect,but we're perfect together. It was never about fixing you; it was always about loving you."Thank you Adriane Leigh for yet another very hot, panty dropping, emotional roller coaster of a read. I loved it and rated it 4 Hearts
“She was everything, had been my everything for a few months, the only one that had ever gotten me. All of me. The me that no one else had ever seen.”
“How could we ever expect to have a future when our past was so fucked up?”
“I didn’t feel like myself; I didn’t feel like anyone. I felt lost. Dead inside. And I deserved every minute of it.”
“I live for you. I’m shit at life without you.”
“You’re so fucking beautiful it hurts.”
“When I met her, I’d found me.”