I am so sad that this was such a disappointment for me. It felt unpleasant to read for lack of a better word. I am just glad its over. It started out pretty interesting. The vain, disfigured and mysterious hero, the young, pretty flirty heroine. He is her arranged future hubby, he knows, she does not. So the games in the dark begin. She thinks he is some dark arab, he is conflicted about seducing his future wife and her being unfaithful to him, with him. Yeah. Problem here is that the heroine is pretty much unlikable and bratty and a spoiled rich super pretty goddess. And as the novel goes on, she gets even worse and very unkind. At least the hero has a few sides, vain, egocentric, full of himself but also very insecure and hurt. But oh the flowery language was so boring to read. Sometimes the heroine thinks about thinking for pages and pages. 4 pages later, yep, she is still thinking. The deflowering scene was turning into something disturbing with the purple prose and the fluids and blood mixed with unicorn oil. Or something like that. And of course she marries this guy she has no idea was the same dude that shagged her for 3 days on a ship. She turns into a shrew as she misses arab Charles, while being repulsed by hubby Charles with his missing eye. The deception doesn't get resolved until the very end. It just dragged and dragged. And pages and pages of internal dialogue with their inner being. So much thinking about thinking. There was a great story somewhere in there, but I couldn't find it through all the thinking and flowers. I got a headache now.