What a mess. 
 Just really REALLY bad. 
 First let me just confess that I have to be in the mood for billionaire Christian Grey types - but I kinda was because the description of this book intrigued the hell out of me. And because of Jasinda Wilder. I've always enjoyed the "machine" that is Jasinda Wilder's writing. I haven't read all of "her" books - probably half, and not Stripped (which from feedback I'm hearing would have given me a taste of this same kinda of WTFery), but the point is - I considered myself at least a casual fan. Falling Into You was one of my favorite reads of 2013. Getting on a favorite list of mine gets you some expectation and when you fall from that grace it's just... Not good. That's just how I roll with books and authors. 
 This felt like a cash crop. Or at least, that was the intent. What it was was porn. Straight up porn. 
 The plot started alright and then just crumbled away. What plot there was was predictable and boring and didn't add up. 
 The lead females inner dialogue was bad. The man was crass and just - no. He didn't do it for me at all. 
 Then there was the "mystery". First they don't say his name until like half way through because I have no idea why - but it's *SPOILERS!!!* Valentine Roth. He was no Valentine. He had a foot long soda can dingdong and lots and lots of money (of course), he lived in his own little paranoid world, and he had major control issues. And the sex was not hot, it was porny. 
 The more I read the more I disliked everything about this one and I think Wilder lost me. 
 No. I'm sure "she" did. 
 It's no secret that Jasinda Wilder is a husband and wife duo writing team. (If it is a secret to you, I'm sorry, it was on the national news. Google it.) But it was very plain to me that the husband wrote this book and he's a porn fan. I mean, there was female ejaculation for chrissakes! 
 *sigh* 
 I'm just disappointed the editors or somebody didn't reign it in. There is a market for porn. A huge market. Sure it wouldn't have sold for the price or with the sales of a "Jasinda Wilder" book would, but in the end it would have been good economics to leave the somewhat respectable name off this pile of crap. 
 For those of you who loved this... 
 I'm sorry. So, so, sorry.