Book review + excerpt: The Obsession ~ Nikki Sloane

Posted August 14, 2019 in Reviews by Marieke/ 0 Comments

Book review + excerpt: The Obsession ~ Nikki SloaneTitle: The Obsession
Author: Nikki Sloane
Series: Filthy Rich Americans #2
Release date: August 13, 2019
(Sub)genres: Contemporary Romance
Pages: 292
Buy: Amazon US ~ Amazon UK
Rating: four-half-stars
I received this book from Social Butterfly PR in exchange for an honest review. This does not affect my opinion of the book or the content of my review.

The Hale family is obsessed with status, power, and control. No problem is too big their money can’t solve.

Royce Hale manipulated me into giving him everything. My virginity. My hand in marriage. My heart.

And as soon as he got what he wanted, he callously sold me off for a cool ten million.

In the boardroom and the twisted game his family plays, he says the only rule is to win at all costs.

Yesterday I learned a painful lesson not to trust the prince of Cape Hill. Today I’ll destroy his carefully laid plans and show him just how badly he’s already lost.

All the money in the world won’t be able to stop me.

Intrigues, secret agreements, half truths and a hurt Marist. The Obsession continues the story that has started in The Initiation, but it doesn’t give answers to all the questions I have. I’m not sure what to think of the book, but I love the writing and Marist who doesn’t give up.

After the ending of the previous book, Marist is furious with Royce and his father Macalister. Furious with Royce for accepting his dad’s offer, furious with Macalister for making the offer. Bound to the contract and her duty to her family Marist knows she has to accept, but that doesn’t mean it won’t be without a fight.

Marist is still her normal self, but she learns to play the Hale Family game pretty fast. Although there are contracts and agreements, Marist does not give in easily and wants to maintain the control she has. I love her feistiness and braveness; the Hale men are a force of nature, but innocent Marist isn’t an easy prey. She is a fast learner who makes her own deals. Not that everything goes as she wishes, but she isn’t a helpless ‘victim’ anymore.

The Obsession is the second part of the ‘Filthy Rich Americans Trilogy’ and brings the reader back to Marist and her changing world. It’s a decadent, somewhat forbidden world where people with different morals rule. Like the previous book, The Obsession is solely told from Marist’s POV. I’m very curious for the thoughts of Royce and Macalister; I really want to know the story behind these men. And after the ending of The Obsession, I can’t wait for November when The Deception releases.




Royce wasn’t amused. “What are you doing?”

I’d run my palms up his spread thighs until I found what I wanted. He made a half-hearted attempt to push my hands away, but I was persistent, and he began to grow hard under my touch.

He both did and didn’t want me to keep going. “I thought that wasn’t allowed.”

I stroked the bulge thickening down one leg of his suit pants. “Technically, I only agreed not to while we’re at the house.”

When I reached for his belt, his grip on my wrist was more serious. “My door’s not locked.”

“But it’s closed.” There was office etiquette—a closed door was treated as a locked one. Plus, Royce was a Hale and sat on the board of directors. “Only someone with career suicide would walk in here.”

I undid his belt buckle with one hand while cupping him with the other, and a nearly inaudible groan came from him. God, it was hot. He stared at me with his beautifully conflicted eyes, silently pleading for me to stop but also to hurry up already and get his zipper down. My unpracticed hands shook, but it was mostly with excitement.

Outside the office window, sunlight bounced off the brownish-blue bay far below. He had Boston and his fiancée at his feet, and his fingers curled tight around his throne as I pulled him free from his pants.

A big part of me was thrilled with this plan, no matter how risky it was. Macalister’s constant supervision and inappropriateness had left me feeling weak and powerless. I needed to take some control back. I’d push the rules just as I pushed Royce now.

“There you go, Medusa,” he muttered. He tipped his head toward his lap and his rock-hard erection. “Turning me into stone again.”

A half-laugh bubbled from my chest, but then I closed my hands around him and stroked downward. Last time I’d done this, he’d told me to do it like I meant it, and so I did now. I slid my firm grip up and down, wringing another moan from him.

This was his purest self. The only time I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt he was being true. His body wouldn’t let him lie.

He was breathing hard, and his maroon tie rode his heaving chest like it weighed fifty pounds. It was undeniable how we looked. The prince being serviced by one of his subjects. His heavy cock throbbed in my hands, and I relished the way it felt. So soft and yet hard.

“Oh, fuck,” he said appreciatively, but then he glanced at his watch and torment twisted his face. “Fuck.”

Rather than pick up the pace, I slowed my tempo.

“You’re making me late.”

An evil smile bloomed on my face. “Then go. I’m not making you stay.”

“Oh, you aren’t, huh?” He gripped my hands and urged me to pump on him faster, both with his action and his furious eyes. “Harder,” he barked, “and faster. Finish what you started.”

“I’ll do it how I want, thank you very much.”



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