From Rags by Suzanne Wright

Summary:

There has only been three people in Jaxxon Carter's life who truly mattered to her. Her mum, who committed suicide. Her sister, who she hasn’t seen since her teens. And Connor McKenzie, who disappeared from her life the same day he left their foster home. The hardest part of that was that he never completely left her life because she was forever seeing him on T.V. or in magazines as a Formula One Driver. But Jaxxon refuses to live a ‘woe is me’ life, even in spite of living alone in her one-roomed flat and being expected to survive on a ridiculously low income. Then one night she is offered a modelling job and before she knows it she has been catapulted to the peak of success, gaining fame, fortune and security. Oh and a stalker.

Connor McKenzie is busy trying to shake off his crazy ex-girlfriend – another woman who thought she could get around his no marriage rule – when he sees Jaxxon on the cover of a magazine. Remembering how close they had once been, he’s shocked when she doesn’t respond to his attempts to contact her and then acts indifferently to him when they meet. But Connor can’t let it go. The only reason he had kept his hands off her ten years ago was that she had been younger than him. Now that they’re adults, he isn’t prepared to allow anything – not even Jaxxon – to stop him from having her.

Warning: This novel contains a bitchy female who curses like a sailor, a persistent alpha male who doesn’t understand the word ‘no’, and explicit hot sex in some very public places.

 Reviewer: Dolce Amore

Everyone Jaxxon loved had left her. Her mother committed suicide when she was eight and Connor for whom she had a crush; and her good friend Roland, and Leah her sister, all left her when she had fourteen. 

“You know she won't come back, don't you? She won't. They never do,” grumbled Rhona. She wasn't feeling sorry for herself; just simply stating what she believed was a fact.

 “She's my sister.”

 “She's also a self-absorbed, spiteful, selfish bitch who—”

 “But—“

 “But nothing, Jaxxon,” she said firmly. “Just because she's blood doesn't mean anything. I'll bet that girl has never done a single thing for you in her life. She looks out for number one, and number one only.  Just like the rest of them. So wise up, Big Tits. And do it now. You're on your own.” Just before leaving the room, she turned back to Jaxxon.  “Wanna know what the trick is to getting through this shit? Never let anyone in.”

However, the pain didn't end there. And she finally had to close herself off in order to survive.  
 

Boys had seemed to automatically think that if she had a body so alluring she was some kind of seductress and was up for anything. Then there was the fact that her sister had been very loose with her body; boys tended to then reason that if Jaxx was Leah's sister, she must be easy just like her.

 

When eight years later she meets Richie Moore from Moore's Modelling Agency, she is stunned that he wants her to be the faces of Allure, a new line of makeup. However, she has enormous success and she meets again Conner, now a famous Formula One's driver and she tries to deny her feelings for him. I just love the conversation between them. 

“My body owned yours the other night, and you know it.”

  It nettled her the way he said that; like she was at his mercy, like her body was his to bloody command or something. “It's so sad, Connor.  The way you're being all cocky and boastful you sound like a teenage boy who's just finally popped his cherry. It was a quickie in the woods, no need to get carried away with yourself.”

 “I'm getting carried away, am I? As I recall it, you were the one screaming.”

  “If you think that makes me anything like the other women who follow you around like you're the Pied Bleeding Piper then you're very much mistaken. And you're just as mistaken if you think I'll tolerate your possessiveness.”

 It was a struggle to keep his voice level. “And you're very mistaken if you think I'll ever be alright with another bloke being near you, let alone touching you. I see red every time.”

 “Try to imagine how little I actually care.”

 

  And, like the other two books of hers, Ms Suzanne Wright keeps that style I adore, including the the sassy feminine character as well as the powerful masculine character who hasn't any clue of what is to love but who couldn't live without his sassy lady. So yes, I loved the book and I can't wait for her new release, I bet it will be as good as this one and the other two. Thus, I give it 5 stars; I couldn't give it less.

Publisher: Suzanne Wright

Source:  Purchased