Re Cherish the Flame - Sandra Marton is back with a forced blackmail marriage and the squick factor is very high for me on this one. So take my spoilerization with a grain of salt, I just got the really creepy feeling from the beginning with this, even when I first read it years ago and did not completely understand the undertoned nuances, and I have never entirely lost it.
The story starts with the h, who has had one bad lurve experience in the past, getting ready to marry the guy she has been dating for a year. She isn't in love with the guy, she told the guy she isn't in love and she never actually agreed to marry him. He just announced it to their respective families and set up the wedding and the h passively agrees to it and allows herself to be gotten ready to be married.
At the celebratory party, the h meets a man on the beach whose forceful, roofie kisses make her swoon with passive desire. She tries to tell him no, she is engaged, but the man just bullys through and seems intent on getting a beach's worth of sand into unmentionable areas in the lurve club adventure stakes. The h manages to ward him off by promising to meet him later. She totally ditches the guy only to run into him later and finds out he is her fiance's brother.
Which means this is the cue for the standard H forced blackmail because she is a skanky trampy tart person and the H will not have his innocent brother corrupted and contaminated by her trashy charms. Really the H is just totally envious and doesn't want to share, tho he doesn't mind sloppy seconds. The h, continuing the passivity mode she does so well, marries the H and tacitly agrees to continual beratements of her morals, character and person while enjoying the regularly scheduled teasing lead ups to a semi-forced lurve clubbing the H inflicts on her person, while he is simultaneously coming home drenched in other ladies' perfume.
The h was not precisely a virgin, she did have one brief relationship when she went off to the big city and met a guy and they tried the physical out, but it ended badly with the h's heart being broken. She ran home to mum and got a new job close to home. Which is why she was dating the H's brother. He was nice, respectful, lived close by and was seemingly just happy to bask in having her hang on his arm. He was very keen to marry her, the h wasn't feeling it, but again she is so passive that when everyone else thought it was a good idear, she just went along with it.
The H however, is convinced that she is the Gold Diggingest Tart of Two Continents and after watching all his skeevey business associates try to put the make on her, he is convinced that it is just a matter of time before she ignores the manacles of marriage implied by Her Precious - an Antique Ruby ring - and goes out to Tart for the World with any slug swimming slime swiller who makes an offer. (Then again, with her extreme passivity to any strongly toned suggestion, this H probably had a very valid reason to worry. It is the probably the finest example of HPlandia Tartiness by Passive Suggestibility H provocation ever.)
So it won't be surprising to find out that when the H hears that the h had a male visitor who was putting his hands on her and she gave a ton of money to, he loses his mind and is convinced she is cheating on him with yet another blobfish spawn slime business acquaintance he introduced her to. He throws her out and the h passively accepts his decree. She moves into the prerequisite sub-grotto really grotty flat in a bad area of London, and since she won't use any of the H's allowance money he gave her, she is soon not even able to afford beans on toast. Tho bizarrely she does buy a really pricey gold chain with the last of her money so she won't lose her antique ruby ring.
Naturally the h is completely innocent, the guy accosting her was her father, who needed money because he has a gambling addiction and he was panicking. The H overreacted and read the whole thing wrong and the h was just too passive to even raise an objection beyond a stammer or offer an explanation. Now she is trying to find temp work, but she is in England as an American with no work permit and living in the sub grotto grotty flat has given her a permanent chill. It isn't flu symptoms tho, the h is preggers. She soon dwindles into a completely pathetic limpet rejected toy who collapses and is finally rescued by the H after she passes out when she refuses to sell the ruby ring to feed herself as it is Her Precious and she can't let it go.
Fortunately the H is called in time to catch the h in the emergency ward and after a through research, investigation and signed in blood affidavits, he is prepared to believe that it was the h's father who was touching her and she wasn't trying to tart herself out. He will not require her to fling herself into Mt. Doom - she can keep Her Precious, but she will have to consent to a leash and collaring along with strict hourly scheduling and maybe some wall chaining too. Plus he can always pimp her out for lucrative business deals once he gets tired of her doggie devotion. The h, now that her fears of having to actually think for herself or make a decision are totally annihilated, devotes herself to lap dogging it with her worshipful adorative lurve at the H's feet for the HEA.
In case you couldn't figure it out, this book is a heavily disguised euphemism for an extreme M/s relationship. SM puts it under the guise of jealous alpha H with sweet martyred h, but don't be fooled, this is the quickest devolution of a self sufficient female since Margaret Pargeter took retirement and Lilian Peake took a vacation.
The extremeness of the h's passivity is really, really squicky, she literally would rather starve herself and her baby than give up the physical symbols of her enslaved shackles of the H's total possession. The H is not only a full fledged Dominant, he is a bit of a sadist too, and for the life of me, I just did not feel the love between these two.
They need each other, cause she has NO self agency, not even enough for daily living tasks and he has this obsessive need to fully possess and own a beautiful living object toy. I did think they would stay together, but I was srsly pounding the Captain to keep from screaming in horror.
Cause while the BDSM theme is tolerable in my POV , the degradation of a woman into utter objectification and a helpless malleable H toy for his sadistic pleasure is a little too extreme for my HPlandia tastes. Still this one gets a lot of favorable reviews and mileage always varies, so you might want to give it a go for some euphemistic HP kink.