It was the receptionist, the jacked woman who had arms big as a man's and no breasts to speak of. Her contradictions never ceased to amaze him. In spite of the fact that a raging case of penis envy caused her to take steroids and pump iron like a gorilla, she insisted on wearing makeup. And doing her hair. In her cropped T-shirt and leggings, she looked like a bad drag queen. 
 She disgusted him. 
 I seriously have no words. What the fuck, book? 
 Other than that little tidbit, we have the virginal heroine who doesn't know what an orgasm is until she meets the hero, the badass hero that ends up being completely pussywhipped, various "hot" guys that are 100% pure testosterone, too much POV swapping, a lot of fluff, barely any story, badly written sex scenes, rushed marriages, perfect HEAs, and, of course, attempted rape, because why not?