Author: Emilia Rutigliano
Series: Layers of Veronica #1
Page Count: 383
Genre: Erotic Romance
Shelf: Review Copy
What they don’t say is where to register, and how to matriculate in that teacher’s class.
That is a divine gift.
Veronica had it all: the looks, the brains, the personality and the wardrobe. Not to mention a perfect husband, a fabulous career and two adorable children, until the perfect husband leaves her for another woman.
Thus begin the daily routines of a typical New York City immigrant with ambition whose teachers keep appearing, and for whom divine interventions keep affording new opportunities. The new American Dream. Though it starts like ordinary connections going through the tried and true, each relationship continues to delve into parts of her own universe that Veronica didn’t know existed. A universe that is suddenly open to her.
It’s lovely when a brilliant virgin of meager means and a heart of gold meets a brooding billionaire whom only her love can tame… and they wed, have children and live happily ever after. But what about the other eight or so billion people on earth?
What if you are thirty-five, and not ready for a retirement community? What if marriage and hearth aren’t your cup of tea – even with the perfect man? What if there is more than one man – why do you have to choose? What if motherhood wasn’t your only self-definition? What if the kindest, brightest and wealthiest people that extended an invitation to join their world – would you take it – despite their many eccentricities? Why do you have to stop being one thing, in order to become another?
What happens when you reach the glass ceiling? How do you get to fly in the open sky?
It’s a matter of knowing that you can…
And you can…
This was going to be her dance. Well, let’s check the dance floor, shall we? Veronica continued to survey. I get to stare at him, and I’m allowed to do this! I LOVE MY JOB!!!!! She had the right; he was being presented for her dissection. It was fun to do with a surgeon.
Ben’s day suddenly took a turn for the better. Now, this is a VERY nice surprise: something pleasant to look at. They’ve already paid him for a day’s worth of testimony so he was theirs until six.
Ben was, of course, an amazing surgeon. There wasn’t a single MD that didn’t believe he was the ultimate. But, at 36, he didn't need to prove it to anyone. Life had always been good to him, with just the one exception. Great family; good grades; high school athletics; terrific friends; college, med school and an orthopedics practice where he flourished; beautiful wife; gorgeous twin girls; and the perfect life that was Westchester. It was just a perfectly paved road to... boredom! There was no one to relate to, not anymore. Not for him. So he spent many hours at work, lectured wherever invited, volunteered when he could at the clinics in the poor neighborhoods, worked out, and pretended to enjoy whatever social activities his wife planned out for them...which were many. These court appearances and testimonies were a way to get away.
Ben had done this plenty of times, and he preferred the male lawyers. Women were so busy trying to prove that they were just as good as their male counterparts, it was torturous. They wanted to prove themselves; instead, they proved themselves insecure. They asked way too many questions, most of them repetitive. Eddie had said that it was going to be a man deposing him today, buthere sat this little fireball. Well, hell, if he was going to stare at someone for three hours, it might as well be pleasurable. She was too many mixes of “game on” to determine her background.
He liked her. She was a red-head with green eyes and pale skin. Well, not really a redhead. I wonder if the drapes match the carpeting? Dressed in black and cobalt, cashmere and silk; flawless skin, tweaked but not Botoxed. Must be around 35; she kept all the imperfections on her face, which made her fun to look at. And the “devil-has-my-soul” fire in her eyes? This girl was a fighter. She wore a Cartier Trinity ring on her wedding finger-- three intertwined wedding bands. He knew this ring because he’d bought the trinity bangle for his wife this past Valentine’s Day. She had on a working girl watch: an old, thin Panther. If you didn’t know Cartier, you wouldn’t understand it. There was no label or ostentation of the new designers. The girl was a classicist.
“Dr. Kuhn.” She acknowledged with a professional nod. “It's nice to meet you. I'm Veronica Palese.” She gave a non-subtle look to Eddie, as if to say: “Thank-you for this.” Eddie acknowledged this by shaking his pointer finger at her, as if to say: “Behave yourself.” This was done to put the good doctor in his place ... She had the control.
“You're Italian?” He said with a slow grin, revealing those pretty dimples. Men like this knew exactly how to disarm.
“Not at all!” She answered, smirking sweetly.
Rutigliano is very in depth with her character development. These characters are very well developed, sometimes to extremes. Rutigliano gives you so much information about some of the characters that the important details get lost in the wayside. That said, some of the supporting cast could have used a bit more development. They weren’t bare bones characters but they weren’t very developed either. It was a stark contrast to the rest of the characters.
Overall this was an intriguing novel riddled with some very controversial relationships. Parts were extremely captivating and others were rather hard to get into.
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About the Author:
But she nevertheless survived, and seems to be doing OK. She practices Law read lore) in Brooklyn, New York (read Nu Yawk). She was born in the former Soviet Union, and emigrated in 1979. She is happily married to the same crazy Italian she's been with since college, who suffers from a severe addition to travel (still in acute form). Together they are doing a somewhat passable job with their three precious darlings (who are now teenagers, thus elaboration is not necessary).
Which is why Emilia writes about Veronica. Veronica, though... is interesting. And Emilia knows interesting.