Have you ever hated someone only to change your mind about them later? Or loved them passionately only to end up positively loathing them? How close to hate is love? Are they really two sides of the same coin?
Socrates said: “From the deepest desires often comes the deadliest hate.”
Andreas Ferrante and Sienna Baker are archenemies. They positively loathe each other. For years they have assiduously avoided any contact, but on Andreas’s father’s death he is outraged to find he must marry Sienna in order to secure his inheritance.
Sienna is the wild child daughter of the housekeeper who destroyed his parent’s marriage. Andreas can think of no one on the planet he would like to marry less! But marry her he must, otherwise he stands to lose what is rightfully his.
Sienna is equally outraged. As far as she is concerned Andreas is a spoilt, filthy rich playboy with a control complex. But if she agrees to marry him, at the end of six months she will receive a massive payout. They both want a hands off arrangement but what will happen when
these two opposites attack?!!
Her top lip curled at him and her grey-blue eyes glittered. ‘You were going to kiss me, weren’t you?’
Andreas ground his teeth until he thought he’d have to eat jelly for the rest of his life. ‘I want to throttle you, not kiss you,’ he said.
‘You put one finger on me and see what happens,’ she said matching him stare for stare.
Andreas already knew what would happen. He could feel it in his body. It was thundering through his veins like a torpedo. He couldn’t think of a time when he had felt such a forceful, uncontrollable desire. It was like being a hormone-driven teenager all over again. Dynamite couldn’t do more damage than Sienna in temptress mode. ‘Get out of my sight,’ he ground out savagely.
She put up her chin. ‘Say please.’
I can’t think of a book I’ve enjoyed writing more than this one. Andreas and Sienna were alive to me from the moment I put my fingers on the keyboard. They were vibrant and witty, determined and passionate all the way to the end. I was smiling as I wrote the last scene where Andreas comes storming down a deserted windswept beach in order to tell Sienna he loved her. He was shouting all the way!
This quote from French writer Marcel Jouhandeau sums up perfectly the heart of Andreas and Sienna’s story: “To really know someone is to have loved and hated them in turn.”
Who have you loved and hated in return? Or is it your job or a task you have a love/hate relationship with?