The Deception delivers a gut-wrenching, page-turning final installation in the Filthy Rich Americans series by Nikki Sloane finishes out a twisted, complicated chess game between one powerful man, his son and daughter-in-law.
Rarely has an antagonist filled me with disgust and hate to the degree Macalister did in the first two books in this series. Minotaur? Zeus? Monster? I went with monster. Sick, twisted, depraved monster.
In The Deception, he plays the role of a falling God. Visions of infallibility and self-grandeur become his downfall. And, in the end, we see flashes of the man before he became a God. The man who loved the mother of his children. The man who was human before death sliced his heart.
In the first two books, Marist plays the chess game on par with a naive, young guileless chess player joining the rank of seasoned experts. Bountiful mistakes and missteps befall her, but through her struggles, she holds onto herself to some degree. She recognizes the importance of not completely losing her soul.
In this final book, my frustration with her almost forced me to put the book down I at times. Frustration rose not only from going against Macalister with no good reason to believe she could beat him, but in her insistence on keeping her husband in the dark. It’s not until the bitter end that we see how well she has played the game.
The father son dynamic between Royce and Macalister roils the stomach. The psychotic, unhealthy relationship borders disgusting. But, I kept turning the pages because I had to see what happened. Like a twisted reality TV show, I knew it was all kinds of wrong, but I couldn’t just turn it off.
And, I have to say, I like that in the end, the relationship is still strained. We don’t flip a page and all is forgiven. Because, really, he’s done horrible things for most of Royce’s life. I think if at the end he and his Dad were BFF’s, I’d have to throw the book (er, Kindle) at the wall.
The best thing about the The Deception, for me, is this is the book where we really see Royce and Marist not only fall in love, but prove their love. The Deception continues the fight against the all powerful ruthless heartless Gods. But, the love story takes center stage.
Nikki Sloane delivers in this series as master storyteller. Yes, it’s twisted and demented. But I love the modernized twist on the stories of old, the original religions and fables.