~Blurb~I don’t know what I was thinking when I hired someone to attack me. Maybe I was bored, or lonely, or there was a void so deep inside of me that I needed something explosive to fill it.
It was supposed to be safe. A thrill. A way to break through the monotony of everyday life. It was an illusion of danger that I could walk away from as soon as it was over.
Except that it wasn’t. Because I had been in danger long before I ever invited it into my life.
My mission is almost complete. The bubbling boil of vengeance that heats my blood might finally simmer.
She is the last piece of the puzzle. Once I destroy her, everyone who ever hurt me will have paid their debt.
It was supposed to be quick and easy, but as soon as I met her it got complicated.
Mia Tibbett decides to indulge in a secret little sex fetish following a suggestion from a friend. So she logs onto a sexual fantasy website and hires someone to fake rape her—as in the sex is real but she’s consenting.
Tax Draconi has a vendetta against Mia and takes advantage of her pseudo rape scenario, replacing the ‘attacker’ with himself. Except his original plan to kill her shifts paths after engaging in the rape fantasy with her.
“‘Do I fuck like someone who’s faking it?’” –Tax
This is definitely a gritty, twisted story with an underlying depressing mood to the tale. It’s not the best dark romance I’ve ever read, but it’s still decent. As a thriller it’s pretty good. It’s probably most aptly categorized as an erotic thriller—trust me, there’s plenty of rough, detailed sex.
“This man is my stalker, my terrorizer, my lover.” –Mia
As a romance, I would have preferred more development in the relationship department. It’s over 400 pages after all; yet, the ending felt a bit abrupt and through much of the story there was a distinct pattern of sex—Mia and Tax individually lamenting over their feelings—sex again—feelings debate—sex…rinse-repeat. They tended to lack in the conversation department, and while I did sense their chemistry, I couldn’t always quite figure out what they saw in each other—as it felt like more tell than show.
Tax is an intriguing, broken hero. Despite his cruelness and the blood on his hands, I still felt sympathy for him and the hands in life he was dealt.
Mia came across a little weak in my estimation. Despite the obvious humiliation Tax is dishing out for her and the fact that he has some kind of grudge against her, Mia continues to see him through flowery rose colored glasses, certain that he just needs to get in touch with his feelings and be loved.
Told via Mia and Tax’s first person point of view, Debt has some good depth to its story, and the overall plot is crafted well. But some editing to improve the pace and eliminate what felt like repetition in parts would have made it a more solid four star read for me.