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Blog Tour with Review: Dirty Filthy Rich Love (Dirty Duet #2) by Laurelin Paige

Dirty Filthy Rich Love by Laurelin Paige

Release Date: September 11th

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I’ve discovered Donovan Kincaid’s secret.

It’s dirty and filthy and rich – as dirty and filthy and rich as he is – and it haunts me as much as he ever did.

Even after knowing what I know now, I still want to talk to him, to touch him. But there’s an ocean between us, and I’m not sure it can be crossed with something as easy as a phone call or a plane ride.

Yet I’m willing to try.

He doesn’t know this yet, but this time I’m the one with the power. And maybe – just maybe – if the air were cleared and all our secrets bared, there could still be a chance for us.

And this dirty, filthy thing between us might end up being love after all.

My Review

“There was no escaping him. He was everywhere–beside me, in my skin, on my tongue. I couldn’t breathe without inhaling him.”

“He said to me once that if I could see inside him that I would no there was no one else. Well, I couldn’t see inside him, but I could feel. He was making me feel everything he felt, and it was raw and jagged and dirty and hard. But it was love, and it was rich, and he lavished me with it.”

“We wrapped ourselves in this chrysalis; this love we’d found that would change us both. This filthy love that had reminded me what it felt like to be cared for. This rich love that taught Donovan for the first time in his life what it could mean to belong to someone.”

Filthy. Rich. Decadent. And Oh So Addictive. Dirty Filthy Rich Love is sinful, unforgettable and will keep you begging for more…

Dirty Filthy Rich Love picks up right where the last book left off and all I can say is prepare your emotions to be taken for one hell of a ride. This story is fast paced, addictive and completely captivating. If you thought Donovan was perfection before, you are in for one heck of a treat. In Dirty Filthy Rich Love, Donovan is absolutely everything. He is cocky. He is protective. He is an obsessive alpha. His love knows no bounds and he isn’t afraid to go after what he wants. Donovan and Sabrina have the most unconventional and absolutely perfect love. It’s complicated. It’s messy. It’s painful and riddled with mistakes and things that could have been done better. But, their love is real and raw and oh, so right.

The conclusion to this story was everything I wanted and more. It kept me on the edge of my seat, captivating and consuming me. It was sexy, thrilling and intriguing. It played with my emotions and gave me all the feels. It was absolutely everything and I didn’t want it to end. From sex to lies to betrayal and an unforgettable love, the writing just totally blew me away. Sabrina and Donovan are a force to be reckoned with. Their love is messy, complicated, extraordinarily beautiful and I never wanted their story to end.

*I was provided an ARC copy of this book, in exchange for an honest review*


He took another step toward me, and I started to step back, but there was a counter behind me, so I had to stay put. And maybe I wanted to stay put. He was only a foot and a half away from me now.

“But I haven’t lied to you, Sabrina.” His gaze never left mine. “And I’m not lying when I say I don’t give a fuck about anybody else’s cunt but yours.”

We stood there, not touching, not speaking, each of us standing our ground. But I had no basis to keep my position, and it felt like he’d won so much already.

I couldn’t back down.

“Prove it,” I said.

His expression flared, his eyes growing dark and mean, and I realized what I’d done. Donovan wasn’t one to be provoked.

I’d just invited the devil out to play.

“Unzip your skirt and put your hands on the counter behind you.”

My heart hammered and my belly twisted. My panties were embarrassingly drenched all of a sudden, and I wanted him. But I stood completely still. “I didn’t—”

He cut me off. “No talking and unzip your skirt.”

My mouth slammed shut, but I still didn’t move. If I moved, I’d be asking for this. But if I talked, I’d be telling him to stop.

And I didn’t want this to stop.

I just didn’t want to ask for it because I was stubborn and stupid for wanting him in the first place.

But he would give it to me without the words, without my obedience. Because he knew me. He knew what I needed.

With his eyes never leaving mine, he found the zipper at the side of my waist and pulled it down. After that, the skirt was loose enough that all he had to do was tug it once and it fell easily to my feet. He nudged his knee against my inner leg, and automatically I stepped that foot out of the pool of material on the floor, widening my stance.

He gave a nod of praise, sending a jolt of warmth through my entire body.

Then he bent down in front of me.

Suddenly, breathing was harder than it should have been. My chest moved up and down, air passed through my mouth, but I couldn’t get enough of it to my lungs.

And he hadn’t even touched me yet.

The sight of him alone—Donovan Kincaid, one of the most powerful men in the world, down on his knees in his black Ermenegildo Zegna suit—it was overwhelming and erotic, and by the time he put his hand at the back of my knee, I was already trembling.




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