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My Review

Julie Kriss has taken the age old office romance taboo story and turned it on it’s head.

Typically in an office romance the couple first try to fight their feelings and then try to hide their romance. Not Samantha and Aiden, no because they know that it would be too much risk, a jeopardy they are not willing to take. So the game is born. A game where two ‘stranger’ hook up for a few hours of hot passion, no strings, no ties. Well written and entertaining, this is a wonderful love story that feels fresh and exciting.

The book is surprisingly slow burn, taking quite a while to reach the ‘game’. I think in part this was due to world building for the series as a whole, as well as just allowing us to get to know these two as people. One of the thing I most enjoy about this author’s work is how real her characters feel. They aren’t prepared to throw a good working relationship into the wind because of their attraction.

Even though Aiden is now richer than Croesus he came from a poor and unloving home. He is a wonderful mix of intensely private and open book. A pretty simple man who struggles to trust and doesn’t know how to let go. Life has left Samantha with a ‘piece of her jigsaw puzzle’ missing, her quest for security and safety means romance and love are too dangerous. Two believable, likeable and humanly flawed main characters who you can’t help but adore.

There are so many ‘gimmicky’ genre’s out there at the moment, so many trends and fashions. Filthy Rich doesn’t need any of them because it’s a great story, with good writing and engaging characters.


A billionaire. His assistant. And a game that could cost both their hearts

Aidan Winters. Gorgeous, brilliant, ruthless, and filthy rich. He’s known as the Man in Black, because New York’s most sought-after bachelor is icy perfection in an all-black suit.

As his executive assistant, I know his suit size, the security code to his penthouse, and the number to his private line. The only thing I don’t know is what would make him fall to his knees for a woman.

And then, one night, I discover Aidan’s sexy secret. And he discovers mine.

Now we play a very dirty game. By day, we’re all business. But by night… he’s not Aidan and I’m not me.

No emotions. No lies. Except for one.

If you think this is a story about a girl who hates her boss, think again.


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Excerpt :
He tasted like man. Like bourbon. Like pleasure. Finally. Finally. I slid my hands under his jacket and let him open my mouth. Incredibly, with the desire that was drenching both of us, he teased me, running his tongue along the inside of my lip, letting his teeth scrape my skin. His fingers pushed into my hair, his thumbs pressing just below my ears, the heat of his body radiating to mine. I ran my hands down his chest, his perfect stomach. God, he was so gorgeous.
He broke away, not moving far from my mouth. “You didn’t say yes,” he said.
I moved my hand further down, slid my fingers beneath his belt. “Yes,” I said.
His body tensed under my touch, his muscles flexing in surprise. I paused my hand. “You’re very forward,” he said.
“Do you object?”
In answer he leaned down and kissed the side of my neck, letting his teeth scrape the sensitive skin. I let out a breath and my eyes closed in bliss. Every nerve ending in my body was on fire.
“I think I can make you a little more obedient,” he said in my ear.


Julie loves reading and writing hot, sexy romances with awesome alpha heroes. Her favorite things are books, coffee, her perfect cat, and her husband, not necessarily in that order. She’s a writing addict who is always hard at work on her next steamy romance.


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