Jess and Dimitri suffered horrific abuse in their youth. Jess blames her foster father, while Dimitri blames Hendrix--his stepfather. The difference? Jess manages, and Dimitri doesn't. 
 He kidnaps Jess from Hendrix's ship, sure that Hendrix will come after her and the showdown will ensue, but Dimitri isn't satisfied--in the least. He has to keep Jess near him at all times, fearing she'll escape, and this puts a serious cramp in Dimitri's smexytimes with his cadre of gals. Jess is attractive to Dimitri, but she's not the whore he took her for. 
 See, Jess hasn't willingly given herself to a man, ever. She didn't think she'd ever want to, not after Roger ruined her, but something about the sheer masculinity of Dimitri calls to her. She can see he's been broken before--the way he won't let people touch him is a sign with which she can empathize--and she wants to help him get over his hatred of Hendrix. After all, Hendrix is like the father Jess never had. He protected her when she was alone and floundering and Jess has a strong kinship to him. 
 I'll admit, I thought this would be a Regency romance, with swashbuckling and high seas raiding. It's not. It's kinda FIGHT CLUB meets 50 SHADES with boats thrown in. I liked the slow build of the affection between Dimitri and Jess, and also her steadfast loyalty to Hendrix. Jess' relentless pursuit of understanding gets Dimitri out of revenge mode, but it's a hard battle. It's a fun read with a dash of drama and a double kidnapping that turns a meek gal into a hellcat cage fighter. Well, for a short while anyway. Decent heat, with flawed, yet likable, characters.