A sultry, sexy and agonisingly captivating romance with character, class and sensuality…
I am struggling with composure. I have loved every single one of Louise Bay’s standalones. King of Wall Street was incredible. Prince of Park Avenue was exceptional. Duke of Manhattan is, quite simply, phenomenal. I swear she should just call this the Royally Hammered series. Yeeeeeesh, Max, Sam and now Ryder are just too hot. Is there such a thing as too hot? I never even considered that possibility until these three guys – actually, until Ryder really, because well he’s just insanely smoking, scorching, searing hot. Jesus, I’m pretty certain there’s a puddle at my feet. Don’t judge until you’ve acquainted yourself with him… and his talents… that thumb… that tongue… FMever-lovingL…
I’m going to fuck you while you’re wearing that, until it’s worn and ragged and soaked in our come.
Right, with that out of the way (barely), let me just start with the plot— I’m going to be honest and just say that what sold me on this book was the previous standalones (I really think that this is a series of standalones, but hey ho— whatever!) and obviously, the fact that I have devoured and adored every. single. one. of Louise Bay’s previous books. So the plot, I was curious as to how the blurb would play out in a somewhat original way. What a silly thing to even concern myself with, obviously Ms. Bay had that covered. She managed to captured the best parts of The Bachelor, The Prince and Me, Pretty Woman and The Wedding Date in one enthralling and sweltering plot. Obviously, the British element only made it even more appealing to me… really brought it all home. But the thing that made this story brilliant was how well it was developed. The pacing was spot on, bang on the money, and the way in which the story and character development were interwoven and led the pace was just cunning on Bay’s part. What I mean by that is that although Ryder and Scarlett move quite fast, their journey to knowing each other and developing feelings is deliciously paced. It’s not an AHA! I love you moment, rather it’s something that is slowly unravelled and the more they get to now each other emotionally and physically the more tangled they become in their feelings for one another. It’s actually what makes this story so special and alluring— getting to know both of the characters at the same pace as they are getting to know each other really built an emotional tie to them. Obviously, it’s not all smooth cruising because it wouldn’t be a Louise Bay masterpiece without the angst that is brought in by the storm that blows everything apart.
…it was almost as if someone had set down an hourglass… from then on it had been a race to fit as much sex as we could before the last grain of sand fell…
I don’t know if you can tell, but I just loved Duke of Manhattan. Not just because of the plot, but the characters were flawlessly developed. I’m not sure whether this was intentional, or not, but the way in which Ryder uses the American version of words in very British contexts and vice versa really gave him the right amount of stiff upper lip and the American buoyancy that really should clash, but in his case made him jaw dropping, drool worthy. He has this dominance that not only arouses you, but also gives him this edge that you wouldn’t expect from a love ’em and leave ’em type. Especially because there isn’t some over the top completely Effed-up reason for it, it’s just who he is – he’s an aristocrat by blood and in business – a successful mogul, and he can do what he wants – when he wants. See what I mean? Every aspect, every facet is there to build him into nothing short of a book god! And, that’s all before he gets down to his birthday suit and shows his moves. After that, you’re just goo. A puddle. Gone.
Fuck. Me. Yes.
Scarlett I just downright loved the living crap out of. She has this quiet and almost timid side to her that is down to her past misfortunes with love, however, she also has this confidence that makes her so inviting, seductive… She’s this passionate and sensual woman that in the right hands she becomes devastatingly provocative and loose in all the right ways. She and Ryder really are two sides of the same coin. They may be the antithesis of one another, but together they not only become a better version of themselves, but they complete each other. Don’t get me wrong, Scarlett is strong, feisty and a force to be reckoned with on her own – however Ryder challenges her in every way and provides a knee up into a whole new level of brilliancy. And, it’s not just him doing it for her – no, she does the same for him too.
I’d never considered that sex with someone I knew could be better because I’d bothered to get to know her.
I was so very excited for this book. The moment I was given the option of reviewing it I didn’t hesitate or think twice. Boy am I glad that I did, the months, weeks, and days of build up and anticipation were so very worth it. I’m really struggling to let go of Ryder and Scarlett. I just want more and more of their chemistry, banter, affection, passion… intensity… I need more of them in my life. I really could not get enough. This book made me laugh, cry, swoon… VERY wet…
And, on that note, off I go. There’s a puddle that needs mopping up…
Be careful with that thing, will you?
About the Book
I was born into British aristocracy, but I’ve made my fortune in Manhattan. New York is now my kingdom.
Back in Britain my family are fighting over who’s the next Duke of Fairfax. The rules say it’s me–if I’m married. It’s not a trade-off worth making. I could never limit myself to just one woman.
Or so I thought until my world is turned upside down. Now, the only way I can save the empire I built is to inherit the title I’ve never wanted — so I need a wife.
To take my mind off business I need a night that’s all pleasure. I need to bury myself in a stranger.
The skim of Scarlett King’s hair over my body as she bends over . . .
The scrape of her nails across my chest as she screams my name . . .
The bite of her teeth on my shoulder just as we both reach the edge . . .
It all helps me forget.
I just didn’t bargain on finding my one night stand across the boardroom table the next day.
She might be my latest conquest but I have a feeling Scarlett King might just conquer me.
A sexy, standalone romance.
About the Author
USA Today bestselling author, Louise Bay writes sexy, contemporary romance novels – the kind she likes to read. Her books include the novels Faithful and Hopeful and the novella series’ The Empire State Series, What the Lightning Sees and Calling Me. The novels and together the series are stand-alone although there are some overlapping characters.
Ruined by romantic mini-series of the eighties, Louise loves all things romantic. There’s not enough of it in real life so she disappears into the fictional worlds in books and films.
Louise loves the rain, the West Wing, London, days when she doesn’t have to wear make-up, being on her own, being with friends, elephants and champagne.
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I keep my two worlds separate.
At work, I’m King of Wall Street. The heaviest hitters in Manhattan come to me to make money. They do whatever I say because I’m always right. I’m shrewd. Exacting. Some say ruthless.
At home, I’m a single dad trying to keep his fourteen year old daughter a kid for as long as possible. If my daughter does what I say, somewhere there’s a snowball surviving in hell. And nothing I say is ever right.
When Harper Jayne starts as a junior researcher at my firm, the barriers between my worlds begin to dissolve. She’s the most infuriating woman I’ve ever worked with.
I don’t like the way she bends over the photocopier—it makes my mouth water.
I hate the way she’s so eager to do a good job—it makes my dick twitch.
And I can’t stand the way she wears her hair up exposing her long neck. It makes me want to strip her naked, bend her over my desk and trail my tongue all over her body.
If my two worlds are going to collide, Harper Jayne will have to learn that I don’t just rule the boardroom. I’m in charge of the bedroom, too.
I’ve made every one of my billions of dollars myself—I’m calculating, astute and the best at what I do. It takes drive and dedication to build what I have. And it leaves no time for love or girlfriends or relationships.
But don’t get me wrong, I’m not a monk.
I understand the attention and focus it takes to seduce a beautiful woman. They’re the same skills I use to close business deals. But one night is where it begins and ends. I’m not the guy who sends flowers. I’m not the guy who calls the next day.
Or so I thought before an impatient, smart-talking, beyond beautiful heiress bursts into my world.
When Grace Astor rolls her eyes at me—I want to hold her against me and show her what she’s been missing.
When she makes a joke at my expense—I want to silence her sassy mouth with my tongue.
And when she leaves straight after we f*ck with barely a goodbye—it makes me want to pin her down and remind her of the three orgasms she just had.
She might be a princess but I’m going to show her who rules in this Park Avenue bedroom.