A review by sandiet
Bossman by Vi Keeland

1.0

This will be the last book I read/listen to by this author. Very bland, same old same old. If I had to hear one more time about how "Chase wrapped her hair in his fist and yanked her head back for a kiss" I think I might have hurled. No imagination, just crass. I would not even call this erotica.
Thanks but no thanks, after reading Sex, Not Love and being TERRIBLY disappointed with the very last paragraph I wanted to see if that last paragraph was an anomaly. It was not...except for a few good lines this book qualifies in my opinion as trite tripe.