
My world shattered
the night of my eighteenth birthday and he still hasn’t forgiven me for what I
did. I’m not asking him to love me, touch me, take me to bed. What I want goes
deeper than that and I have to say this out loud because it’s one thing that
music won’t be able to tell him.
I want what only
Laszlo can give me. I want to be his protégé again. And this time, I’m going to
be so good for him.
Yes, maestro.
Yes, sir.
Yes, daddy.
Yes, maestro.
Yes, sir.
Yes, daddy.
So I am sitting here trying to type this review of The Protégé, and I am not sure what to
say. On one hand, I liked the premise of the book and was intrigued but on the
other hand the whole daddy thing for some reason bothered me when normally is
doesn’t. Let me make it clear the characters are NOT related in any way, but
Lazslo was Isabeau’s unofficial guardian for years and I think it is because
she was eight when she came into his care that I am having an issue with.
Before anyone starts freaking out nothing sexual in any way happens when she is
underage.
Lazslo and Isabeau are conductor and protégé. Lazslo has
trained Isabeau on her cello since she came into his care, talent that was
natural bloomed with direction. When Isabeau on her eighteenth birthday comes
on to Lazslo things do not turn out as she had hoped. Three years later she
returns and asks to be his protégé once more, as well as maybe more. I had a
hard time finding a connection between these two beyond music. Lazslo can come
across as cold at times and Isabeau is still childish in some of her actions.
Add into the equation Lazslo’s dominate side and her submissive you would have
thought I would have loved it, but when she calls him daddy, which again, I
usually don’t have a problem with but for some reason I do in this book, it in
a sense ruined what could have been a hot scene.
I really wish I had
liked The Protégé more than I did,
the potential was there but it just fell flat for me more than once. As always
what didn’t work for me may work for you so form your own opinions.
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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