Fallen Foe by L.J. Shen is an enemies to lovers billionaire romance. This is book two in the Cruel Castaways series but can be read as a stand alone. Arsène has been obsessed with his step sister since they were kids, his goal in life was to conquer her and make her his. Winnie is a good southern girl from Tennessee. She moved to New York to be a broadway actress and that's when she met her husband. When Arsène's fiancée and Winnie's husband are both killed in a tragic plane crash, they both are thrown together to try and discover secrets that were kept from them. This book does flip from Arsène's past and the present. I always love L.J. Shen's books and this one was another book that I could not put down and loved. Right after I finished it, I wanted to start it all over again. It was so good and I cannot wait to read the next book in the series! 5 Stars
Tropes:
*Enemies to Lovers*
*Billionaire Romance*
*Contemporary Romance*
*Slow Burn*
Favorite Excerpts:
“Scottish. Single malt. More or less your age.”
“And how old do you think I am?”
“Twenty.”
“Eight,” I correct. Twenty-eight.
“You’re eight? Well, may I suggest a visit to the dermatologist? You certainly look past puberty, and now I feel all kinds of guilty for entertaining improper thoughts about you in Italy.”
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“Talk to accounting.” He leans against a metal banister, looking bored and put off. “I’ve no direct involvement with the theater, and now that I’m hell bent on selling it, you’re lucky I still pay the electricity bill.”
“They’re gonna jerk us around.” I shake my head. “No poster, no deal.”
His mocking chuckle reverberates inside me, dark and demeaning. “Why, Winnifred, this sounds a lot like extortion. Have you sprouted another inch of that spine I’ve been recommending you grow?”
How is this man still alive? How did no one kill him?
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“I’m not going to regret it,” I whisper, finally.
“Fuck.” He closes his eyes, tipping his head back. Two things are obvious to me—he is attracted to me, but he doesn’t want to be. “Yes, you are.”
“No, I won’t,” I say, louder now. “Trust me.”
“Good.” He erases the space between us within seconds, next to me all of a sudden. “Because I never regretted that first kiss. Not for a nanosecond, Winnifred.”
★★★★★
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