I went into King of Hearts thinking, oh this will be a cute little college, opposites attract, best friends sibling, sports romance. HAHAHAHAHAHA. NO. NO that is not what this is. What this book is though, is amazing. Yes, it is opposites attract. Yes it is falling for your best friend's sibling. It is also an arranged marriage (not between Taylor and Juan). It is also a mafia romance. And our main characters? Their family businesses are not what you'd expect. Turns out they both have a little darkness in their past. One thing I want to say before I gush about the book. I did not like the Juan the asshole aspect of the storyline. Yes, it helped fill the hate to love trope, but that just didn't seem to fit the Juan we had met in Wild Card. Honestly though, that was the only thing I didn't like. I loved how protective Juan was. I loved how he jumped back into the thing he didn't want in order to change what was planned. I loved how strong Taylor was. How determined she was. She too was protective. Then with how these two finally came together? Fabulous. Oh, and that big showdown? WHAT?!? FANTASTIC. There is so much more that I want to say, but I don't want to ruin anything either.
Neither was getting knocked up.
Just the same, here I am, ready to start another year at Rake Forge University, pregnant and currently homeless.
And it looks like I’m not the only one who’s returned.
Juan Hernandez, my sister’s best friend, saunters through campus with that granite jaw and those raven strands of hair kissing his brow, his whiskey eyes searing everyone to ash.
I’ve avoided him for months, but the second he sees me, the jig is up.
The first thing he does is steal my lips in a ravishing kiss.
A punishment.
The second thing he does is rescue me from sleeping in my car.
A lesson.
Living with him will never work, not with how brash his words are, how hot his constant stare, or how he touches me.
His fingers brand my skin as if he owns me, and on some level, I know he wants to.
What he doesn’t know is that I belong to another man…and come my twenty-first birthday, I’ll return to him whether I want to or not.