Welcome Eve Rabi to the blog! This is a book spotlight of her novel Obsessed With Me, a two-part series of books that are not stand alone.
Tarago Jakobus was 6’4”, intelligent, extremely wealthy with a Midas touch. He was also openly racist, politically incorrect and a chauvinistic pig who told offensive jokes. He loved to party and was used to women vying for his attention. So when his eyes fell on Tanin, he expected her to just melt into his bed and be grateful that he even looked her way.
To his utter surprise, she was totally unimpressed with his wealth, thought he was an uneducated buffoon and publicly rejected him. Of course he was shocked and humiliated by her response.
But no woman had ever turned Tarago down before, and he found her fascinating. He became obsessed with her and decided to win her over his way – destroy all that is precious to her, so that she would have no choice but to need him. If that didn’t work, he’d switch to plan ‘B’ – take away her freedom and throw her ass in jail. And being the absolute bastard that he was, he did.
Obsessed With Me is a modern-day love story.
“You missed a spot.”
I whirl around to look up at Tarago, leaning against the door, eyeing me with crinkling eyes, while everyone around him have their hands on their head or pasted over their mouths.
“No, I didn’t, you racist f*cker! I’m saving the bottle for your HEAD!”
“Really now?” His face has a bring-it-on look.
I nod and take a step towards him, bottle raised. He doesn’t move.
Pity the police has to arrive. With all their sirens blaring, they ruin a damn good cathartic session.
Tarago watches with a smile as I am handcuffed and thrown into the back seat of a cop car by a beefy, red-faced arsehole with a badge.
“Kan jy Afrikaans praat?” the cop in the driver’s seat asks.
I fume in silence.
He looks around to me for an answer.
“Just a few words,” I say, maintaining eye contact with him. “Like, FOK JY! (F*ck you!) and jou ma se MOOR! (Your mother’s c*nt!) Basics.” I give a mirthless smile.
His eyes narrow. “Got attitude, hey? We’ll see about that. Do you know whose car you f*cked up? Hey?”
“Nee, that is Meneer (mister) Jakobus’s vehicle. Taraaaaago Jakobus. You want to mess with an important man like that, hey? You little smart Alex.”
“Alec, you retard,” I mutter.
I fall silent and sit with my lips pressed together. I’m beyond angry now and this cop is wasting his time talking to me.
When we get to the local police station, my handcuffs are removed and I’m placed in a holding cell. Strangely, even though overcrowding is rife in these cells, I am alone.
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Prize: a set of Obsessed with Me ebooks to five randomly drawn commenters during the tour
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Deadline to enter: 11:59 PM EST on January 31, 2014
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About the author:
Eve Rabi lives in Sydney Australia, but she hails from South Africa.She is the author of 20 modern-day love stories and is known for her kick-ass leading ladies, her alpha males and her ability to make you laugh and make you cry while falling in love. Eve is currently single and is looking for a man who resembles George Clooney (the young one, not the grey one).He must also have the abs of Channing Tatum and the sense of humor of Johnny Depp.
If he doesn’t have all these prerequisites, he must be willing to undergo plastic surgery to look like George (at his own expense, so he must also be loaded) and endure rigorous physical training on a daily basis to acquire a six pack. Or have ab implants, she’s not fussy. And most importantly, since Eve hates shallow people, he must accept her for who she is.