Kiss Me Like You Hate Me: An Enemies-to-Lovers Forbidden Romance by
Rue Wilde
My rating:
4 of 5 stars
Kiss Me Like You Hate Me by Rue Wilde delivers exactly what it promises: heat, tension, and that delicious enemies-to-lovers burn we all secretly live for.
Rue starts off engaged to a much older man — her father’s best friend, no less — and the dynamic is uncomfortable in all the ways it’s meant to be. Enter Tristan Thompson: British, brooding, emotionally unavailable, and hired as her bodyguard. From their very first interaction, the tension is sharp enough to cut glass.
I’ll admit, the FMC came across as a little petulant at times. But honestly? I sort of got it. She’s trapped, controlled, and desperate for autonomy — and that frustration bleeds into her personality. It made her feel flawed rather than flat.
Was the suspense arc a teeny bit predictable? Maybe. But that’s not really why you’re here. You’re here for the romance — the heated banter, the reluctant longing, the “I shouldn’t want you but I do” moments — and this book absolutely delivers on that front. I found myself rooting for them from the very beginning.
If you love:
Enemies-to-lovers
Forbidden romance
Broody British bodyguards
Possessive tension
Swoony, emotionally charged moments
Then this one will hit the spot.
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