Dirty Filthy Rich Love by Laurelin Paige ~ Blog Tour with Excerpt & Review!

Also in this series: Dirty Filthy Rich Boys (Dirty Duet, #0.5)
Dirty Filthy Rich Love by Laurelin Paige ~ Blog Tour with Excerpt & Review!Also by this author: First Touch (First and Last, #1)
Dirty Filthy Rich Love (Dirty Duet, #2) by Laurelin Paige
on September 11, 2017
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
Pages: 248
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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.




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I don’t know about the rest of you but I’ve been dying to get my hands on Dirty Filthy Rich Love. I just needed to know how Sabrina and Donovan’s story ended and I can tell you that it was everything that I didn’t know I needed.

First and foremost, this cannot be read as a standalone. With that out of the way, I’m going to keep my review a bit vague on purpose. I said in my review of book one that you need to experience this all on you own and I still believe it. So I’m just going to tell you how it made me feel without really telling you what happened. For the most part.

Both Sabrina and Donovan are a bit broken yet one of the strongest people at the same time. Their love is unique and could be considered a bit dark and unconventional but who’s to say what is right and wrong when it comes to love? All that matters is at the end the day, they are perfect for each other.

I have been so emotionally attached to these two from the start. We’ve always been able to know where Sabrina stands but in Dirty Filthy Rich Love, we get to figure out who Donovan really is and how he ticks. That ticking isn’t a constant rhythm but it his him and I fell harder and harder for him the more I learned about him. Loving him will hurt but it will sooth your soul. He will melt you heart and make you swoon, forgetting any of the pain that he might cause because the love is so intense.

Overall, I loved this book and I couldn’t have asked for a better conclusion. Their love is certainly not easy and it comes with a lot of ups and downs but it’s beautiful and powerful and sends a message that everyone deserves to be loved the way they need to be. Do not miss out on this series, you’ll regret it if you do. I can’t express how much I love it and it will go down in my top books this year, for sure.





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.







About Laurelin Paige

NY Times & USA Today Bestselling author Laurelin Paige is a sucker for a good romance and gets giddy anytime there’s kissing, much to the embarrassment of her three daughters. Her husband doesn’t seem to complain, however. When she isn’t reading or writing sexy stories, she’s probably singing, watching Game of Thrones and the Walking Dead, or dreaming of Michael Fassbender.

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