Here’s an interesting, relevant story line for the modern career woman… sort of.

Oh, the tedium of being courted by a hot, charming, and very wealthy gentleman. The world is a terrible place.

This is a Frankenstein’s monster with the upper body of a terrible Kimani novel stitched to the rear end of a much better story.

Did the author confuse a novel for a telephone book? Scratch that; a telephone book is more interesting to read.

Oh, the poor hero! Every ho bag woman wants a piece of him!

Every misfire a debut author can do, is done right here. Ouch.