

Whatever will come their way, they deserved it. Antonio, Sydney, her father … they are all on top of my hit-list and I wish them all the bad karma in the world. She has so much love to give, but no one gives a shit about her. That girl has the biggest heart in the universe, but covers it up with sarcasm, alcohol and drugs and a lot of sass. Christian and I do not have a lot of things in common, but ONE thing and perhaps the most important thing is that we're both crazy obsessed with Gianna. She's my darling, my sweetheart, my love, my baby and my little star. The love I have for Gianna is out of this world. My darling ➳ ✨ GIANNA RUSSO MARINO ALLISTER✨: I'm really sorry and I needed to do better. It didn't capture the obsession love I have for this book and for this characters enough.

Goodreads might say that I've only read this book twice, which is a huge lie considering the number of times I've re-read this book hasn't been invented yet, cause it goes beyond infinity.Īnyway, my first review for The Maddest Obsession was a disservice to Gianna and Christian. "It means, to live with wolves, you have to howl like a wolf." Might even give you diabetes by reading it.

Warning: This reviews contains a lot of fangirling. Gianna Marino and Christian Allister are all of the above. Some people are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them. "There are plenty of women who could make you happier, Christian." There is a reason why christiangianna only have one book, because perfection has already been achieved. Reading their book will always give me the greatest high, no drug could ever achieve. ☆⋅⋆ ─── x re-read 2023: infinity times infinity stars 💫Ĭhristian and Gianna are the definition of romance. She’s chaos embodied, not his type, and married, but none of that can stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes.Īll along, she doesn’t even know that she’s his-his frustration, his fascination. Nowhere in Christian’s plans had he ever prepared for Gianna. She hates him-his stone-cold demeanor, his arrogance and too-perceptive eye-but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other’s looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. One winter night and their lives intertwine. With a proclivity for order and the number three, he’s never been tempted to veer off course. Christian Allister has always followed the life plan he’d envisioned in his youth, beneath the harsh lights of a frigid, damp cell. In the New York underworld, others know him as a hustler, a killer, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest.

Most see a paragon of morality a special agent upholding the law. Little do most know it’s just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. She laughs too loudly, eats without decorum, and mixes up most sayings in the book. Her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall.
