“You can’t keep me here.” “I can. You haven’t noticed yet, but you’re wearing a stunning accessory. An anklet with a tracker. If you take it off, I’ll know. If you try to leave the house, I’ll know. This estate has been in my family for a hundred years. There are over five-hundred acres around the house. You won’t get far before I catch you and bring you back here, where you belong. You can’t escape. There are no phones, no internet, no one who will help you.”
Not my think.
I don’t find absurd a dsecual assault with kidnapping sexy or romantic.
This is why I stopped reading Celia Aaron years ago when she wrote Cloister.
