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

Also in this series: Dirty Filthy Rich Boys (Dirty Duet, #0.5)
Dirty Filthy Rich Men by Laurelin Paige ~ Blog Tour with Review & Excerpt!Also by this author: First Touch (First and Last, #1)
Dirty Filthy Rich Men (Dirty Duet, #1) by Laurelin Paige
ASIN: B01MYZXU0O
Published by Indie on March 27, 2016
Genres: Contemporary, Romance
Pages: 300
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When I met Donovan Kincaid, I knew he was rich. I didn't know he was filthy. Truth be told, I was only trying to get his best friend to notice me.

I knew poor scholarship girls like me didn't stand a chance against guys like Weston King and Donovan Kincaid, but I was in love with his world, their world, of parties and sex and power. I knew what I wanted--I knew who I wanted--until one night, their world tried to bite me back and Donovan saved me. He saved me, and then Weston finally noticed me, and I finally learned what it was to be in their world.

And then what it was like to lose it.

Ten years later, I've found my way back. Back to their world. Back to him.

This time, I'm ready. I've been down this road before, and I know all the dirty, filthy ways Donovan will try and wreck me.

But it's hard to resist. Especially when I know how much I'll like it.

From NYT Bestselling author Laurelin Paige, discover a whole new world filled with sex, love, power, romance and dirty, filthy rich men.

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 Excerpt:

After she was gone, I walked over to the windows and drank in the scene. The Town Center was high enough that it had an unblocked view of downtown Manhattan, Brooklyn, and beyond.

Giddiness surged through me, starting like a pinprick at my center and moving out through my veins in all directions until even my fingers and toes felt warm.

I was really here.

I made it.

It wasn’t the way I thought it would be, but in the end, it still came out of my time at Harvard. I’d always known that connections made the difference in a career, and here I was. Finally. At the top of the world, looking out.

I couldn’t stop grinning.

“It’s incredible, isn’t it?” a male voice came from behind me.

Still smiling, I glanced up and caught his reflection in the window.

And everything disappeared.

The world that had buzzed below, the beautiful scene, the excitement that had unfurled through my body—all of it evaporated and all that existed in its place was a pale, hollow shell of myself and the man in the perfectly tailored suit behind me.

I turned to look at him directly. Our gazes smashed together, and my legs nearly fell out from under me.

“Donovan,” I rasped. It was a miracle that I managed to find enough voice to say that much.

And there was so much more that had to be said. So much more that I hadn’t prepared for. Which was ridiculous since I’d talked to him so many times in my head over the years, practiced so many conversations, but never did he show up out of the blue looking so dastardly handsome in a dark gray three-piece suit, his face rugged with scruff, his eyes hazel and earnest despite the playful smirk on his lips.

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. I wasn’t even sure how to breathe anymore.

He broke our gaze to nod out the window at the skyline, walking toward me as he said, “I’m sure you found the Empire.”

Though his focus was now on the scenery, I didn’t take my eyes off him as he approached. He didn’t stop until he was right beside me. So close our shoulders would touch if I coughed. Tension ran off him like foam spilling over from a mug of beer. Good tension. Bad tension. I wasn’t sure if there was a difference when it came to Donovan.

Which was why I was screwed if he was here.

Why the hell was he here?

“I thought you were in Tokyo.” I couldn’t stop staring at him. He’d gotten more refined with age, and rougher at the same time. His hair was short and his curls gone, giving him a polished look he lacked before. The lines by his eyes were more defined and his expression seemed harder than I’d remembered. It made him sexier.

As if he was a man who needed to be sexier than the one I knew.

“I came back two months ago,” he said offhandedly. “That’s it right there.” He leaned his face in close to mine as he pointed to the famous structure. “Do you see it?”

Fuck if I cared about the Empire. I was in Donovan Kincaid’s orbit. What else was there in the world?

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Review:

OMG! You guys….I can’t. After Dirty Filthy Rich Boys, the pre-novella to Dirty Filthy Rich Men that is included in this book, my expectations were high. I’m talking really high. It was dark and raw and quite frankly a mind fuck. So needless to say, I was dying to get my hands on this book.

I’m not going to tell you a thing about it other than how it made me feel. You need to go in blind and experience it for yourself. It will push your boundaries in some places and make you swoon in others. My emotions were all over the place and I absolutely loved it.

Sabrina and Donovan are not back in each other lives 10 years after they last time they spoke to each other and you can tell that their chemistry is explosive. Donovan is just as dark and mysterious as when we first met him and the entire time I was dying to get to know the real him. He’s keeping Sabrina and arms length and he’s a complete asshole to her. Yet he’s also perfect for her. He’s exactly what she needs. She’ craves a bit of that darkness. What is it about assholes that just make me melt? Oh you want to be a dick? I love you now. Haha.

Just when we think we know how everything is going to turn out, BAM, Laurelin punches us in the face with a twist. At the end we are left with hope and the desire to throat punch the author. I mean that as the best possible compliment. So here I am, frustrated and dying to get my hands on Dirty Filthy Rich Love. Is it September yet?

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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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