Total Creative Control

I paid for this book. Not Libby, Hoopla, or KU. I was so intrigued by the premise that I straight up bought it.

This review has spoilers probably. I skipped 75% and you might be better off skipping 100%.

Look at this ending:
“They'd tussled over who paid what until Aaron had put his foot down and insisted on paying his fair share.”
Paying what fair share? Fair share of what? Aaron's paying rent for the mansion? Buying groceries? WHAT FAIR SHARE?

You might be wondering, it's just a sentence, like, it's not that important even, like, but it's one of the last sentences I read and I have chosen to focus my ire on it. Especially because it's so cliche: the lower earning partner who wants to contribute as much as the higher earning partner. Whatever. Ooh so independent ooh.

This book is full of cliches like that. Like Lewis being jealous of Mason and Aaron, ew. Hands off my PA, you know how fucking creepy that sounds if you two aren't dating?

Grumpy/sunshine? More like immature prick/zero personality. Lewis is fucking unbearable. I like angst. This wasn't angst. This was infuriating. Oh my fucking God, oh my fucking God you like him just be normal wtf is wrong with you? I CAN'T BE THE MAN YOU WANT. A few moments later, I LOVE YOU. Really? Give me a fucking break. I didn't buy the rejection. I simply didn't. I didn't buy the romance. As Aaron said to Mason, you can fucking do better.

Personality wise, Lewis sucks. Aaron is bland. I don't read a lot of fanfic, maybe if you like fanfic you'll like this, idk. Fuck, I would rather have read that fucking book Jagermeister wrote. Give me Skylan over these two. But all the gushing was so cringe, with a fucking Skylandalorian. Do you know how hard it is to pronounce that word?

I skipped so much. The characters are cringe/immature and there is no character growth.

It'd be more interesting to read a Wikipedia page in a foreign language.