Hoo boy, do I chuckle at my newfound shamelessness. Perhaps one of the best parts of being in my thirties is my solid belief that I just don’t GAF what anybody thinks about me anymore. And in that vein, I have unabashedly thrown myself into a semi-regular consumption of delightfully trashy romance novels! This book easily fits the bill, being a welcome, fun, mostly brainless/unrealistic but somehow sexy lil romp through fantasy land. The story features ridiculous characters, including a comically “plain” female lead and an uber gruff hyper male. Cue visual fantasies of Victorian dress (and lingerie!) and hot rooftop sex… Honestly, I plowed through this one like the repressed highborn lead got plowed by her devilish counterpart! Hurrah for pleasure in any form, no judgement attached! But don’t worry, I pepper my trash reading with quality books, too! 😆 Apparently there are two more books in the series, though the characters featured in the other stories don’t have as much draw for me. I may or may not give them a shot if I can nab them from the library