Egomaniac is a Sins is a contemporary romance novel by ViKeeland. This book a standalone novel, (not part of a series).
Imagine going on vacation only to come home two weeks later to find out someone has rented out your Park Avenue office to someone else. You expect to come home to a newly renovated space but instead, find the new tenant.
No, your landlord didn’t kick you out, someone has run a fake rental scam on the poor new tenant.
That’s the basis for Egomaniac in a nutshell.
The story deals with a cocky, potty mouth egomaniac divorce attorney who seems to specialize in helping rich jackasses.
On the other side, there is Emerie Rose, a fresh off the bus psychologist from Oklahoma who spent her entire life savings to open up this fancy Park Avenue office in New York City after a bad breakup. She needed a fresh start and for some reason thought NYC was the way to go.
Sadly the person she rents her new fancy office from was a scam artist and the guy who really owns it (Drew Jagger) was away on vacation for two weeks, thinking that while he was gone his office was being renovated.
In the end, the very sexy Drew Jagger feels sorry for poor Emerie Rose and decides to let her share his office space until she can get back on her feet. And you can guess what happens from there. 🙂
My only real complaint about the book is the ending. This book is a good example of why Julie James is the queen of “legal” romance novels. When she writes about the law, she speaks of that which she knows. In this book, the author clearly isn’t well versed on the subject matter and makes a few rather notable boo-boos that can draw you out of the moment when you read them.
8.9 Out of 10 - 8.9/10
The night I met Drew Jagger, he’d just broken into my new Park Avenue office. I dialed 9-1-1 before proceeding to attack him with my fancy new Krav Maga skills. He quickly restrained me, then chuckled, finding my attempted assault amusing.
Of course, my intruder had to be arrogant. Only, turned out, he wasn’t an intruder at all.
Drew was the rightful occupant of my new office. He’d been on vacation while his posh space was renovated. Which was how a scammer got away with leasing me office space that wasn’t really available for rent. I was swindled out of ten grand.
The next day, after hours at the police station, Drew took pity on me and made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. In exchange for answering his phones, while his secretary was out, he’d let me stay until I found a new place. I probably should have acted grateful and kept my mouth shut when I overheard the advice he was spewing to his clients. But I couldn’t help giving him a piece of my mind. I never expected my body to react every time we argued. Especially when that was all we seemed to be able to do.
The two of us were complete opposites. Drew was a bitter, angry, gorgeous-as-all-hell, destroyer of relationships. And my job was to help people save their marriages. The only thing the two of us had in common was the space we were sharing. And an attraction that was getting harder to deny by the day.