Title: Control Freak
Author: Brianna Hale
Genre: Steamy Contemporary Romance
Release Date: June 27, 2019
Cover Design: Maria @ Steamy Designs
Total control. I need it in every aspect of my life. Some would say that makes me an asshole. A freak. But as long as everything’s exactly how I want it I’m completely flexible.
I’m kidding.
Okay, I’m not kidding.
Lacey needs someone in her life who’s bigger and scarier than her anxieties, and she wants that man to be me. Her boss. The Viking in a suit.
I hope she understands what she’s getting into. This daddy isn’t going to pat her on the head and tell her she’s a good girl for nothing. Especially not when she’s spinning out of control.
I've read a few Brianna Hale books prior to this one, so I "assumed" I knew what I was getting when I started this book, but there is so much more to this story than what the synopsis gives.
Going into this, I would have thought Stian would be a dickbag type of guy, but surprisingly he's not. Yes he likes control, but he's an observant and caring individual; he's stern, but only when it's called for, and he doesn't treat Lacey with kid gloves, but does understand there are issues that she's working through and the support and stability he offers is pretty fantastic.
Without giving too much away, Lacey is recovering from a health issue and subsequent fears and insecurities related to the health issue, but she's also looking for something...more. It doesn't take long before she realizes that Stian is the man who can provide what she needs.
I love the balance between them, how gentle yet stern he is with her, and how he actually listens to the words she says.
I show her the two silver objects on my palm. Nipple clamps. I apply each one, screwing them firmly into place and giving them a small tug so I know they're secure. I look up and wait a moment, giving her the chance to say orange or red if she needs to. Her expression is slightly pained, but she doesn’t speak. I’m not finished yet. I take out two small metal weights on thin silver chain, and I hook each one to the clamps. The tips of her nipples are an angry pink. ‘Do you want to say anything, Lacey?’ She shakes her head firmly, though her lower lip is caught between her teeth and her gaze is fastened on the other side of the room, as if she’s concentrating hard. ‘That’s wonderful,’ I murmur, tracing her nipples with the tip of a finger. ‘You just stay there.’ I go back to my desk and continue with my work. I don’t look at her, but I’m totally aware of her. She’s breathing more sharply than normally so it must hurt. Good. Her silent fortitude is like a drug for me. It’s brutish, liking sweet girls in pain, but it fucking makes my dick hard.
There’s nothing Brianna Hale likes more than a large, stern alpha male with a super-protective
and caring streak, and when she’s not writing about them she can usually be found with a book,
a cocktail, planning her next trip to a beautiful location or attending the theatre. She believes
that pink and empowerment aren’t mutually exclusive, and everyday adventures are possible.
Brianna lives in London.
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