If you have never read this novel by Johanna Lindsey, I can sum it up as highborn virgin is abducted by lustful pirate who rapes her (although it's not a gritty kind of rape, one might argue) over and over and over again until, mysteriously, she realizes she is in love with him.
In the 1990's some readers were willing to let this go as having been acceptable for a late '70's historical romance. But in truth it is violence against women that knows no decade or century.
Now this novel has been re-released in a new 30th anniversary edition. When I saw it fresh on the shelf I nearly hurled. The publisher is still willing to peddle violence and misogyny just because it has the Lindsey name and can rake in more profits?
Do as suits you, but I'm about to make a big fuss.