Его собственность

"Западная женщина глумилась над женщиной в парандже, а теперь надевает ошейник и поклоняется в том же алтаре".

Не однозначное впечатление о книге. Пока не могу сказать понравилась она мне или нет. Есть что-то захватывающее, есть что-то отталкивающее. Лана выставлена какой-то простушкой, наивной и недалекой. Некоторые её поступки просто детский сад. Блейк зрелый мужчина, но он не контролирует свою жизнь, абсолютно. Его желания не в счет, да и думаю он боится что-то желать.

We are different. We are not merely rich. We don’t own tracts of land, we own countries and politicians. We have different responsibilities. We have an agenda.

‘If you controlled eighty percent of all the wealth in the world… Wouldn’t you want the status quo to carry on? We prefer to trade anonymously behind a façade, behind the public faces. Kings, prime ministers, tsars, sultans, and emperors come to power and lose it to the jealously and dissatisfaction of the people. We have, uninterrupted, ruled from behind the scenes for centuries. Our secrets are precious.’

‘You didn’t just ask him, did you? Tell the truth. You prostituted yourself.’
‘Assuming that I did. And I didn’t.’ I say a little prayer for my lie. ‘Wouldn’t you have done the same for me?’

In all the time I was trying to find a way to keep you alive I never thought that it would be you that would stand in my way.

You are my doll. I like the idea of dressing you the way I see fit. I want you to look good.

He leans back in his chair. ‘Did you have a doll when you were young?’
‘Yes.’
‘Did you make little clothes for her?’
‘Yes.’
‘Did it give you pleasure?’
‘Yes.’
‘Why?’
‘I don’t know. It was my doll and I wanted it to look good.’
‘That is how I feel about you. You are my doll. I like the idea of dressing you the way I see fit. I want you to look good. Besides, I like that every stitch on your body has been paid for by me.’