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A review by kelialql
At Your Service by Sandra Antonelli
2.0
This was... not a good book. It didn't ooze rottenness from every bad scene but, lord, it wasn't good.
The spy who wasn't handsome in the classical sense but still managed to bed woman after woman. Not that he loved them. No, he doubted he was even capable of love. Not anymore. Not after... her. Then there's his butler who, we are told over and over, is quite attractive for an older woman. She mourns her long-dead husband but still can't help admiring her employer's stony eyes, remarkable arse, and penchant for violence. (I'm not making this up. It's in there.)
They embark on what may be the silliest spy-thriller-mystery adventure ever conceived and wind up in love. I guess it was supposed to be a "will they/won't they?" scenario (heavy on the "will they") but I honestly didn't care if they did or didn't. (Thanks for keeping that scene blessedly short, btw. It was not sexy.)
Maybe file this under "guilty pleasures" or "beach reading" or some other, similar category. (It's officially on my "one year into the pandemic and I'm far beyond the capacity for rational thought" list.) Two stars for reveling in its own inanity.
The spy who wasn't handsome in the classical sense but still managed to bed woman after woman. Not that he loved them. No, he doubted he was even capable of love. Not anymore. Not after... her. Then there's his butler who, we are told over and over, is quite attractive for an older woman. She mourns her long-dead husband but still can't help admiring her employer's stony eyes, remarkable arse, and penchant for violence. (I'm not making this up. It's in there.)
They embark on what may be the silliest spy-thriller-mystery adventure ever conceived and wind up in love. I guess it was supposed to be a "will they/won't they?" scenario (heavy on the "will they") but I honestly didn't care if they did or didn't. (Thanks for keeping that scene blessedly short, btw. It was not sexy.)
Maybe file this under "guilty pleasures" or "beach reading" or some other, similar category. (It's officially on my "one year into the pandemic and I'm far beyond the capacity for rational thought" list.) Two stars for reveling in its own inanity.