At first, I thought I was imagining things.
I was, after all, worse than ordinary, a 27-year-old bespectacled workaholic who cared so little about her appearance that she didn't mind leaving the house without taking a shower.
I never wore makeup and had my hair up all the time so I wouldn't have to drag a comb through the occasional knots. The only reason people didn't think I was a social misfit was because Korean fashion had claimed global domination; I could now leave the house in hoodies and sweat pants and still have my outfit considered as stylish.
So I was that kind of person, and Ioniko being another kind of person, you could see why I had to think I was imagining things.
There were times when I would be on my desk, tapping away on my iPad when I'd feel his gaze on me. Times when I would browse the latest magazines on the racks and I'd feel his eyes following every unconscious sway of my hips. Times when his stare would just burn so effing much that my body couldn't help reacting, and I'd start tingling and aching all over. Times when I wanted to forget all my inhibitions and be just like almost every other girl at Associate and imagine him making love to me.
There were lots of times that it almost felt undeniable he was staring at me, but even so. Every time I felt he might be staring at me, I simply told myself nope.
Just nope, nope, nope.
Could he really be staring at me while I was waiting for his sister to issue me a replacement card at the counter? Nope.
Were those his eyes digging holes into my back while I was chatting with Wyatt? Nope.
I was determined to never let myself think otherwise, thinking that would end things, but it didn't.
My opinion:
I received a copy in exchange for an honest review
Schuyler Mathers was co-creating ottoman games with her friend Sara. The last year had found Associate, a place where people paid a small fee in order to use the place and the internet. There she met the owner's billionaire brother, Ioniko Vlaho. There was an instant attraction between them and as much as Ioniko was going after her, she was avoiding him. She considered him trouble who she couldn't afford. No matter the obstacles she was putting he wasn't quitting. He slowly broke down her walls. When he was faced with some concerns, he acted foolishly and that almost cost him the only woman he truly loved.
Belonging to Ioniko is a pretty romantic story about a billionaire and a shy girl. The plot is entertaining and simple with many heated scenes and a few funny ones. For the most part, it's like a cat and mouse game. The pattern is similar to some of the other books from the billionaire series with the alpha male and the innocent girl. The similarities exist in the storyline as well, with the instant love and the doubts towards the end. I loved that it was drama-free and how Schuyler had a dramatic change. My favorite scenes were when Ioniko was flirting with her. My only problem was Ioniko's POV, it would be better if it was in different scenes and not a retelling of the same ones. I enjoyed reading this story and I will rate it with 3.8 stars.
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