Published: April 28th 2020
Publisher: Zebra Books
Length: 304 pages
My Rating: 2 stars
Minerva Hepplewhite has learned the hard way how to take care of herself. When an intruder breaks into her home, she doesn’t swoon or simper. Instead, she wallops the rogue over the head and ties him up—only to realize he is Chase Radnor, the man who nearly got her convicted of her late husband’s murder. Now, he’s insisting that Minerva has inherited a fortune from his uncle, a wealthy Duke. Only one thing could surprise her more: her sudden attraction to this exasperating man…
Chase can’t decide whether Minerva is a wronged woman or a femme fatale. Either way, he’s intrigued. Since the scandal surrounding her husband’s death, she has set up a discreet detective business to rival Chase’s own. She may be the perfect person to help him uncover the truth about his uncle’s demise. But as proximity gives way to mutual seduction, Chase realizes he craves a much deeper alliance…
I really struggled with this book, I didn’t hate it, but it was just dull. I had to attempt it a few times before I could fight through. It was lacklustre at best. There is very little character development, particularly with Chase he just seems to exist purely because the author wanted this to be a romance.
Maybe it’s me, but the current batch of historical romances are an inferior offering. Perhaps I’m burned out on the genre, but in my opinion, there is nothing new or exciting being written. This book was one of the better ones, and that’s saying something.
I received an arc of this book via NetGalley in exchange for an honest review. All thoughts and opinions are my own.
*Blurb and cover image via Goodreads.