Madame X (Madame X #1) by Jasinda Wilder
Hired to transform the uncultured, inept sons of the wealthy and powerful into decisive, confident men, Madame X is a master of the art of control. With a single glance, she can cut you down to nothing, or make you feel like a king.
But there is only one man who can claim her body—and her soul.
Undone time and again by his exquisite dominance, X craves and fears his desire in equal measure. And while she longs for a different path, X has never known anything or anyone else—until now. —Berkley;2015
Wilder does a great job of illustrating the two sides of Madame X. The stone-faced professional behavior consultant she shows her clients and the vulnerable woman who is growing frustrated with the confines of her life.
X is easy pickings for any man to seduce. She is lonely, naive, and wants more from her current partner. Who only shows up in the middle of the night for vanilla sex, and doesn’t even stay till morning. Despite that, Madame X knows she is beautiful and the effect she has on men. She is use to being around strikingly handsome men, many of them making up her client list. There is no reason (as fine as he may be), that Logan Ryder should affect or stand out to her at all when he’s introduced to the story.
Readers are not given a chance to build a rapport or sense of trust with his Logan before he is literally swooping in, gun blazing, to blow apart the confines of X’s life. Why would Logan put himself in a danger, for a woman he’s known for literally two encounters? Why would X run off with a man who admits to being as dangerous as his actions prove him to be? …Crickets. To have such an important relationship/bond be left up to such a cliche ‘love at first sight’ troupe, was extremely disappointing. Especially when Wilder had done such a great job creating the personalities and great interactions with X’s clients.
Wilder concludes the story by walking that knife’s edge she cultivated in the beginning. Showing X waffling between elation and regret about turning her back on the only life she knew. Unfortunately returning to the style of storytelling that endeared me to the book in the beginning, wasn’t enough to save it from cliche romantic troupes that the plagued middle and made me lose any desire to read the sequels. —Low Borrow it