In the prequel, Sabrina was 17-years-old attending Harvard on a scholarship, was sexually assaulted at a college party, was rescued by her TA (Donovan) who then practically forced her to have sex with him (then 22-years-old) in order for him to change her grade in her class. Our cast of characters primarily consists of Sabrina, Donovan, and Weston. I would like to start off with a recap of all the problematic stuff that happened in the novella that I reviewed here. I knew nothing good was going to come out of reading this the further along I got, and yet, it was impossible to put down. However, reading Dirty Filthy Rich Men is more akin to watching a train wreck. But alas, this book truly is just as terrible, if not worse, than the novella. I will say that Laurelin Paige writes an addictive story and I flew through this book. I wanted that book to be a fluke and for this book to be better. It’s not like the prequel novella, Dirty Filthy Rich Boys, wasn’t without its problems. I just want to express that my deepest regret is that I even read this book. Especially when I know how much I’ll like it. I’ve been down this road before, and I know all the dirty, filthy ways Donovan will try and wreck me.īut it’s hard to resist. I knew poor scholarship girls like me didn’t stand a chance against guys like Weston King and Donovan Kincaid, but I was in love with his world, their world, of parties and sex and power. I knew what I wanted-I knew who I wanted-until one night, their world tried to bite me back and Donovan saved me. He saved me, and then Weston finally noticed me, and I finally learned what it was to be in their world. I didn’t know he was filthy. Truth be told, I was only trying to get his best friend to notice me. When I met Donovan Kincaid, I knew he was rich.
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