It has finally happened. I officially hate a book everyone loved. 
 No. No. No. No. 
 What did I just read? I don't think I've ever disliked a hero in a historical romance this much before. Ever. 
 I'll be the first to admit there is an undeniable allure to a well written emotionally scarred alpha male with a touch of arrogance and temper. In fact I love them. It creates fire. Passion. A need for redemption. They don't all have to be spouting poetry and sending daily bouquets of flowers. But this? This was worse. He entire goal in life was to convince himself and everyone around him that he was better than everyone, deserved more than them. Sure, he had a great work ethic (quite admirable), but he was also cruel, judgmental, completely lacked compassion, sanctimonious, moody, rash....need I go on? I spent the entire book wanting to punch him. Repeatedly. Why did I keep reading then? If I hated him so much? Because this book is so highly rated! Everyone loved it! Even the lowest ratings made no mention of his character or lack there of. I thought surely, surely he will be redeemed. There will be an epic, grand gesture and he will prove himself worthy of her. Nope. 
 Just...no. 
 Also, it is titles like this that make me very glad for my kindle. I am far from a book snob (I have a not so secret love of historical romance novels of all kinds) but I would not want to read this in paperback form in public. In fact I couldn't help but giggle every time it was recommended to me on my amazon page.