It is a dark and sexy night when business manager Natalie Brighton arrives at her employer's remote mountain castle. With a reputation almost as scandalous as the exotic, forbidden nature of his paintings, John Sartain indulges his sensuality... something she can't resist any more than she can resist him. But someone is trying to discredit him--a threat that could cost her this job. Worse, Natalie finds herself in the increasingly sinister hands of someone who might wish her real harm. Lascivious games, secrets and sensuous desires... Is it just a part of Sartain's seductive world, or is Natalie setting herself up for the ultimate fall?
Cindi Myers worked as a newspaper reporter, travel agent and medical clinic manager before turning to writing full time. She's written both historical and contemporary romance, as well as dozens of short stories and nonfiction articles. Cindi thinks writers have the best job in the world.
Former president of San Antonio Romance Authors, Cindi is a member of Romance Writers of America, Novelists Inc., and Rocky Mountain Fiction Writers.
She and her husband and their two dogs live in the mountains Southwest of Denver. When she's not caught up in creating new characters and stories, Cindi enjoys reading, quilting, gardening, skiing and hiking. She's also in demand as a speaker, teaching workshops and making presentations to both local and national writing groups.
Below Average. I guess the most interesting idea is the book's slight exploration of BDSM, but you could hardly even call it that. It is incredibly, incredibly vanilla with a disappointing, anti-climatic ending.
Also, as soon as the first incident happened I had the entire "mystery" solved as Myers seemed to think that you could lead readers away from that conclusion by simply not focusing on the suspected character.
I didn't expect much from it when I first picked it up and it did help kill my boredom for a shift, but I am incredibly glad that I didn't spend a single cent on this waste of paper.
This book was a little dry in the emotion department. I felt like I was reading the old romance books from the 80's, somewhat chaste as opposed to the Blaze title it has from Harlequin.